Williamsburg’s bustling Broadway has changed quite a bit since red-bricked Peter Luger Steak House’s bow-tied waiters first began serving gigantic platters of prime, perfectly aged, ridiculously tender, butter-topped Porterhouse back in 1887. But the food at Luger’s? Not a chance.
They like to keep it simple here – Porterhouse for up to four meat-hungry diners, crisp, thick French fries, traditional creamed spinach, thick, grilled slabs of Canadian bacon, and no-nonsense waiters that some call grumpy; we call efficient.
The worn wood floors and decidedly un-hipster old New York decor makes it feel like a little bit of a time-capsule, but as long as that steak keeps on comin’, we’re happy to let time stand still.