Strip House Steakhouse

Strip House Steakhouse is unapologetically old New York: a den of deep reds, leather banquettes, and walls crowded with black-and-white portraits of Hollywood legends. Step in from the street and you’re enveloped by a sultry glow—the kind that recalls speakeasies, late-night jazz, and the city’s taste for excess. The atmosphere is intimate but not stuffy, with tables set just close enough to remind you that this is Manhattan and space is always at a premium. The menu honors steakhouse tradition with a few indulgent twists: dry-aged cuts arrive seared and fragrant, their char as bold as the room’s décor. Truffle creamed spinach and goose-fat potatoes are more than mere sides—they’re statements. And then there’s the notorious 24-layer chocolate cake, engineered for decadence, best conquered by two (or three) after a heavy meal. Service often stands out for its choreography; waitstaff swoop in with water refills or wine suggestions before you realize you need them. The crowd leans toward business diners and out-of-towners seeking a taste of classic Gotham, but the occasional neighborhood regular slips in for a martini and steak at the bar. If there’s a flaw, it’s the occasional inconsistency: sometimes a steak misses its temperature or a side lacks punch. Tables can feel cramped when the dining room fills up—especially during peak season when Strip House is bustling with suits closing deals or couples celebrating milestones. But at its best, this place delivers an extravagant slice of New York’s past, holding court as both tourist destination and time capsule for local nostalgia.