Saturday, November 19

Epicness at Peter Luger

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I have heard so much about Peter Luger from 2 people close to me - kw and yang, my younger sister. Both of them basically swear by Peter Luger's steak and talk about it as if it is the steak to rule them all. I knew I had break into their circle of trust and visit this haven for self-professed, die hard and born again carnivores.

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A basket of bread rolls that we had to will ourselves from finishing (probably the best decision we made that afternoon).

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Besides the steak, the one thing that kw raves about is their thick-cut bacon. Pork - a 4 letter word that can also be done in many ways.

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This was one bacon on steroids. Slightly charred, tender and -duh- fatty... This would bring you back to those good ol' days when your kids were cute and there was a flat running rate for cabs.

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Behold the mothership of all steaks! Dry-aged in-house, the ribeye was effing breathlessly fantastic. It is the crust, I'm telling you. The juicy, pink slab bore a superficial crisp char that amplified Dooey's (did I just name our steak?) deliciousness.

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I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t be showering this much attention on another beefcake on our honeymoon but seriously…but this was a meat debauchery of unspeakable proportions. This cow which died for this has priority entry into greener pastures of heaven.

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Un-freakin'-believable.

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So glad we worked up an appetite with a walk across Williamsburg Bridge. I love how serene I look in this picture as it I were doing a cross-stitch. Oh, the thoughts running through my head at that point in time…

Sides to accompany the slab:

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A very creamy creamed spinach.

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3-4 inches long golden crisp stilettos fries.

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Portion control? Not when you have had three plates looking like this and fistful of fries...

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Kw's not-so-secret agenda was to try out Peter Luger's burger. It was a tidy throw-together of bun, beef, onion and cheese that I foresee would become part of his dinner conversations.

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The burger was good (nailed it for kw) but it was only a pit stop for me when I need a breather from the steak.

You are what you eat and it sure felt like we had an extra stomach for dessert. By then, I was tired from chewing and we were definitely in need of some form of lubricant to wash down all that meat.

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Holy Cow! Check out Peter Luger's Holy Cow hot fudge sundae - a dessert to match the prowess of our entree. Smooth creamy vanilla ice cream, open tap on hot fudge and heaps of "Schlag" whipped cream.

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The clean-plate, clean-bone policy is in the house.

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Please don’t be mistaken, I barely got 2 inches off the ground but even then, I am surprised I could still lift off the ground after this epic fooding.

Oh Peter Luger, you have ruined me for life!

5 comments:

Winz said...

I love your blog! Sorry this is random... But where did u perm or do ur hair?

dirtystall said...

The more I read about your eats in NYC, the more I want visit it and eat there too!

yx said...

hey winz, i didn't not perm my hair and it's naturally straight. i usually get my hair done at prestige salon out of convenience.

PETER LUGER ROCKS.

sooks said...

this is an epic looking meal that i need to have myself one day. now i need some meat!

yx said...

i'm sure you will enjoy it, sooks!