Time Out says
Wed Feb 24 2010
Look at the size of those!” said one man dining at Ricks, a gentlemen’s club near Madison Square Garden. He was referring to the jumbo shrimp cocktail, which sports three gargantuan shrimps—each the size of a turkey leg—clinging to the edge of a bowl. Everything’s massive at this Texas-based chain: The 26-ounce prime rib steak, the 28-ounce porterhouse, the four-pound lobsters, the cushiony seats in the dining room and especially the prices. The least expensive bottle of wine costs $75. The steaks cost around $55 a pop. And if you want to cavort in a private room with one of the lovely ladies, it’s $200 an hour (the fee is waived if you order dinner) and $400 per hour for the girl’s time. Is it worth it? At strip clubs, it rarely is, but at Rick’s they do their damnedest to keep the standards high: The steaks are dry-aged for 21 days and come with a choice of three tasty sauces—Brandy-peppercorn, Rick’s house sauce or A1—all served on the side. The service is attentive and friendly, but not too friendly. And there’s no hard sell to get a lap dance; the dancers have been instructed to leave patrons alone—at least while you’re eating. The restaurant, in fact, is located at the back of the second floor, in a low-ceilinged spot where diners can’t see the action onstage—but can hear their own conversations (and watch sports shows on the plasma screens). That’s not exactly why you go to a strip club, but it’s one more sign that management really does expect people to take the eatery seriously.
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