Metropolitan Grill

Ah, The Met. This Downtown velvet-wrapped legend has been around since 1983, and it still holds up. Think of any steakhouse prerequisite, and they’ve most likely surpassed it. Service is attentive without being smothering. Steaks are cooked so well (in quality, not temperature) that you’d be in good hands choosing a humble sirloin over flashier wagyu. You’ll get delicious free bread in droves, roasted garlic mashed potatoes in a massive mound, and a skyscraper-sized carrot cake with an entire pint of ice cream. The whole to-do works well for those times when you’d like to wear a fancy outfit and up your iron intake.