We got my in-laws a gift certificate and reservation for this restaurant and this was what my father-in-law had to say:
"If the Hot Stove Club offers a sophisticated steakhouse ambience then I am a monkey's uncle. Packed in like sardines (barely a foot between tables) the din (from multiple TV's and the rest of the 'patrons') was overwhelming. Mom and I ate our meal in silence as it was impossible to communicate across the couple of feet of space between us). If it is illegal to have people work amid such noise without proper ear protection how come it is okay to serve people food in such conditions?
When we looked up the dinner menu online we were puzzled to find that none of the choices had a price shown against them. When we perused the menu in the Club we quickly realized why..... Folk would simply be frightened away if they could see the prices online.
The service was, to put it mildly, lousy. To spare your wallets, we skipped the appetizers and ordered an entree apiece (Mom's was salmon: mine Sea Bass). It took a while for the food to show up but when it did it was nicely presented and quite acceptable. However, after our plates were cleared we waited fully 20 minutes in anticipation of seeing a dessert menu. I suspect that because, unlike seemingly all the other tables, we hadn't ordered any bottles of wine we were being given the cold shoulder from the serving staff. By now it was 6.15 p.m. and I was all for leaving but your Mom seemed insistent that she had to have dessert. When it finally arrived, accompanied by a single candle and 'Happy 70th Birthday' writ upon the plate in sauce, I realized why.... I hope the amount billed to your credit card didn't include a tip because they certainly didn't deserve one...."