Strip House

As steak occupies center stage, the Strip House atmosphere is just as noteworthy. Vintage photographs of bygone era strippers cover the seductive rouge walls hanging over the polish quilted red leather banquettes. If Strip House has a mantra it would be: if sex sells then steak will come with that too.

The steak was much straightforward than the lusty décor. The filet mignon and New York strip was up to standard. Perfectly cooked as requested: medium rare. The New York strip is more charred and has burnt marks—as strips can take more flame than a filet. The steaks can stand alone and acceptable without the side sauce. Sides are worth mentioning: served in a petite copper tin measuring cup is the creamed spinach, perfumed with truffles adding a greater depth of flavor; goose-fat potatoes shaped in a golden crust dome as the taste resembles precisely like a pizzeria croquette.

And if you can stomach dessert, I do prefer the caramelized banana tart with vanilla ice cream tucked with whole pistachios drizzled in brown sugar hard sauce.

Strip House has its own theme parting from the old-line steakhouses. It’s highly conceptualized, playful and evocative which evokes a naughty taste bud for the red meat.

Strip House Steak House 13 E 12th St New York, NY 10003 (212) 328-0000 www.striphouse.com

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