I don't waste too much time reminiscing about ephemeral things like meals. However, I did recently have the most amazing steak at a little run-down dive of a logger bar in Klickitat. The mill is closed and it's about 30 miles off the highway, so not much is going on up there. It looked like the sort of place that I'd immediately turn and leave - dirty, yellowing paint, ceiling held up with 2x4 props. The bit of the kitchen visible through the swinging door looked extremely nasty. But my friends insisted.
The steaks were incredible. Certainly among the best I've ever had... though served on mis-matched place settings on a dirty bar, between the video poker machines. It turns out that they raise their own cattle, which are custom-butchered there in town. Also, you had to show ID for dessert, because every cheesecake contained a whole bottle of liquor.
It's kind of an "Up Yours, Yuppie Scum," kind of place.