Peter Luger’s Steakhouse – Las Vegas, Nevada
As a 1995 episode of Seinfeld illustrated, steak is not just a guy thing anymore. When Jerry took a blind date to the Old Homestead Steakhouse in New York City, he admitted “I’m not really that much of a meat eater” to which his date replied “You don’t eat meat? Are you one of those…” Questions about his masculinity persisted when she ordered a porterhouse medium rare and Jerry had a salad. Although I’ve never gone so far as to order a salad at a steakhouse, I’m “one of those“–men who don’t particularly like steak. Give me a fully dressed baked potato any day. It’s not as though I’ve never had an outstanding steak (The Hamilton Chop House in Durango and David Burke’s Primehouse in Chicago come to mind). Great steakhouses such as these are few and far in between…very far. Sadly, most steak is severely overpriced and not nearly good enough to justify the cost. My Kim isn’t nearly as persnickety as her fussbudget husband. Steak is her favorite meal. She wants a steak for every special occasion. Though she grills a steak better than most restaurants, I remain steadfastly a steak and potatoes guy without the steak. It works…