Where the steak sizzles
and the band plays on.

Step through the grand brass doors into a room that hums with old-world glamour and new-world swagger. Eighty cocktails wait at the bar. Dry-aged prime is wheeled to your table on a trolley. The band plays into the night.

This is dinner as theater. Dinner as memory. Dinner the way it used to be — and the way it could be again.