Stop in for a cup of coffee

One time many moons ago I was in Belgium. We stopped to eat a little French restaurant. We didn't speak French and they didn't speak hardly any English.
I got through my order and ordered a steak. It comes out and looked like a nice steak with all the fixings.
First bite and thought it tasted funny oh well try a second bite and was looking for the waiter.
He comes over to the table and I point to the steak and go MOOOO. He looked puzzled and replied with his best horse whinny.
We busted out laughing, no not eating horse and ordered another basket of bread.
Ya right I am a picky eater.