Well after seeing the wonderful Paulius's thoughts I just couldn't resist but put mine out there.
Meh If I'm going to spend that kind of money I'm going um. . . anywhere else.
After growing up in a traditional slovak home and never having had a rare steak until moving out on my own. . . I'm a little more than picky when it comes to a big slab o beef placed in front of me. Especially when I'm paying as much as I would be at the Fig for the duck. Upon moving to Cleveland I heard rave reviews from people. Now I do understand most people are not as food snobbish as I, but when 10-12 people say something about a place. . .not applebees you can usually guess it will at least be palatable. Not so much with the chophouse.
In the times I have been to the chophouse I have ordered a T bone (I most certainly was not paying for that meal. It was a wine and dine by a biotech co) and a steak salad (Honestly how bad can you really screw up a salad?) and a few other times just for beer.
The beer is usually the highlight of the visit. The service is usually lousy so you'll be waiting til your stout reaches room temp but there's nothing wrong with a stout served at proper temp.
The T bone I had was cooked to oblivion when I ordered medium. It was a waste of a. . .honestly not even decent cut of meat. It was chewy, DRY, fatty fatty fatty which is interesting when the meat itself is bone dry. I was so turned off I could barely look at the mashed potatoes with any thought other than just what I need now more dry food.
The salad would have made any decent veggie vendor at the west side market go into convulsions at seeing the horror. The poor salad greens were left sitting in dressing probably since sometime around morning prep. The meat was chewy. Most certainly not the skirt steak it was supposed to be. And again cooked to oblivion. Honestly can you not figure out how to not kill a cow all over again by butchering the goodness of the meat.
Not to miss:
The handcrafted stouts are quite yummy
Hit or Miss:
waiter? waiter? hello? can I get my beer?
Avoid like the plague:
The steak oh the humanity the steak don't even think about it. Get up do not pass go do not collect $200 and head straight to Morton's or Lola you'll feel much better about spending the money TRUST ME.