I had pogos for dinner at three am. I am being a rebel and eating dinner at an odd hour. I mean eating dinner at a reasonable time is too mainstream.
The steak was freshly cooked, so it dripped a lot while it was being eaten alongside dripping pieces of cheese fused with elements of the drippingly freshly cut tomato. It was tasty enough to demand ripping pieces of bread off to soak up the grease that had fallen on to the plate.
If I'd had a side of fries, mashed potatoes, or any other absorbent potato, I'd have aimed the grease at that to make it tastier.