So I’ve been a bit of a slacker writing new blog posts. Work has been very busy lately so time is my enemy these days. That said – I’m excited to share this post with you!
Last November, I decided to create a list of things I wanted to accomplish by the time I turned 40. Time keeps on slipping (cue Steve Miller), but the good news is – I’ve had some great success in tackling my list.
Number 4 on the 40 x 40 list is have dinner at Peter Luger. For those of you who aren’t familiar with this historic restaurant, Peter Lugers is located in Brooklyn, New York and has been rated the top steakhouse in NYC for many years. I’ve seen it on many Food Network shows, so I decided I needed to try it and see how it compares to the steakhouses we have here in OKC. (Let’s face it, we have some damn good beef here in the Midwest.)
We just returned from a week-long vacation to New York City to visit family, and my father was gracious enough to book a reservation for dinner this past Friday night. When we arrived, the restaurant reminded me of something you might see in the movies. Older gentlemen, dressed in white shirts with a black bow ties were tending to the very busy bar. The walls were covered with mahogany wood panels and tables were made of butcher block. We were seated upstairs, which I assume is where they put families, as there weren’t any kids in the downstairs dining room. We ordered the Porterhouse steak, German potatoes and creamed spinach (which I heard was spectacular and a must try). I also read that their thick cut bacon was amazing, so I ordered four slices as an appetizer. (What I didn’t realize is the slices were almost a foot long and a half an inch thick!)
The bacon arrived first – and it was jaw-dropping. The thick, juicy slices had an amazing smell and were so big I should have ordered two. That said, I was at dinner with GFB and his motto is there are three things that can elevate a dinner: Beer, Bacon and Butter (not necessarily in that order). Needless to say there wasn’t a morsel of bacon left on the plate.
Next up was our steak. The plates sizzled as the waiters brought out two LARGE platters of perfectly seared beef. It was supposed to be steak for five, but I think it could have easily fed more. There was a fantastic crust on the steak and it was exactly as we ordered it – medium, which was impressive to me since the steak had to be at least an inch thick.
Everything was served family style, but the waiters plated the initial servings and left the dishes for us to refill on our own. The German potatoes were OK (nothing spectacular really) and although some at our table loved the creamed spinach, I thought it had too much butter (if you can believe that). But the steak… OH THE STEAK. Y’all, it was delicious.
I’m drooling thinking about it.
Now, even though I was stuffed – I never pass up dessert and this was no exception. Our choices were cheesecake (been there, done that), Holy Cow (a huge ice cream sundae. Meh) and apple strudel. I went with apple strudel and it was flaky, sweet and quite possibly the best apple strudel I’ve ever had. It was served with a huge bowl of homemade whipped cream which I might have been able to just eat alone it was so good.
The evening was so memorable. A historic steakhouse, great food and family. Can’t get much better than that, huh? Mark another one off the list kids.