Steakhouse that was close to the hotel and not really my choice, I would have preferred to go to PJ Clarke's which was right up the street, but since I was not paying there really was not much I could do. For a weeknight, the place was packed with all types of people and the dress code was casual since there was a group with shorts and golf shoes still on.
We were seated and I began to examine and investigate the other tables food. Numerous dishes came out and a good majority of them consisted of chicken parmigiana. Have I lost my mind? Who is the world puts that dish on the menu and who is their right mind orders that dish at a steakhouse. Was this like a signature dish or something. Either way, it looked disgusting and did not sound like a steakhouse dish to me.
I asked the waitress if the steaks were dry aged and she said they were aged, which means wet aged. I am more of a dry age person but what the hell, I ordered the bone in ribeye and got some broccoli rabe and hash browns.
My Bone-in Ribeye (24 oz)
My Bone-in Ribeye after cutting a huge piece out of it
Nobody said that this steak was meant for a Fred Flintstone sized person. Even the "mini" filet mignon was gigantic. The steak itself was pretty good, juicy and satisfying. I killed the entire thing and everyone at our table thought I was going to be sick later on. Fortunately for me, I was not. Hash browns were tasty, buttery and crunchy on top. The broccoli rabe was sauteed in butter and garlic and was also a nice addition to the steak.
Since all the food was gigantic we were all in the mood of falling asleep instead of ordering a dessert. One great thing is that they have Guinness on tap and it was delicious. Oh yeah, the steak was pretty good and for $50, that ribeye should feed at least two.