Look, I'm not gonna pretend like I didn't spend a lot of time in the Luby's cafeteria at Steck Avenue and MoPac growing up in the 1990s. Everyone with living grandparents was in that carpeted dining room at least once a month, going to town on squares of fried fish and trying to ignore the liver and onions sitting in front of everyone over 60. The decline of Luby's starting in the 2000s is a well-documented . . .
