In Los Angeles:
1. Pacific Dining Car...well aged steaks, old fashioned obsequious waiters (who speak French with my mother!), and ambiance like nowhere else in Los Angeles. 1310 West 6th Street (Bad neighborhood, but good valet and security)
2. Taylor's Prime Steaks...unbelievable prime rib. Very "old boys club" mood. Holdouts are still having the three martini lunch at the next table. 3361 West 8th Street (Another not so stellar hood, easy to miss the drab exterior...an oasis in the desert).
3. Geo Petrellis...would you like a steak with that whiskey? I can't imagine what it must be like actually being able to see without the haze now that LA has a restaurant smoking ban. 50 year old institution
5615 Sepulveda, Culver City (adjacent to Fox Hills Mall).
4. The Dresden Room...my local haunt. The interior was designed by a yacht designer. The cool wood design and large comfy booths embrace you like mother's lap. Career waiters and a maitre 'd who check on you just enough. Artichoke hearts fried in olive oil...filet mignon, insanely rich sauces. Most hipsters who flock into the bar for the kitschy warblings of Marty and Elaine never think to look around the corner, so it is blessedly uncrowded. 1760 N Vermont Avenue www.thedresden.com
VENTURA: Landmark 78, a relatively new kid on the block, but home to what we lovingly refer to as The Best Steak in the World. I don't know where they get it, or what they do with that filet mignon, but it beats all the old boys mentioned above. 211 East Santa Clara