Last night we went to Steak 44; it was my first time. The atmosphere is a little loud but the tables are round so you don't have to yell across to one another...you just intimately lean in to talk. We ended up staying in the lounge area to eat. I like to people watch and it certainly makes for a better time than a booth in a dining room. I am still unsure who we saw at the table next to us but our bets are on, baseball player, BMX rider (that was Rich), or Rapper. I didn't have enough alcohol to ask before he left.
We started off with a chef's choice seafood tower. Sans oysters, we have been out before and determined that we aren't so cool that we like the slurpy sounds that go along with a well shucked oyster. We were amazed at the amount of seafood that we ended up with. It is slightly misleading because it is more of "tower" on its side but a standing tower would require some scaffolding. I was too full to eat steak and would have settled on just the company but I was peer pressured into a slab of beef. Much like other first time pressure moments...I Liked It! I am really glad that he did; the steak was the perfect temp on the inside and melted like, "buttah" in my mouth. I would have to say everything was perfect except the Asparagus Fries. I know right...how could something called "asparagus fries" not be yummy? But they are battered so heavily that they come out sort of phallic. It wasn't so offsetting that I didn't eat them. But, the reality is that they were kind of blah; surprising since they were supposed to be seasoned with black pepper. The potatoes were amaze balls and I would recommend them. All in all, it was a fun evening and if asked if I would go again, I would say, "run that back." In the end I have enough seafood leftovers (that they boxed and put in the cooler) and steak to feed a third world country or skip a few meals. Well played. #runthatback.