"For decades, there were few things that could entice Manhattan's movers and shakers to venture over the East River to Brooklyn, though a slab of beef at Peter Luger was one of them. (Of course, in recent years, trendy Williamsburg has become a draw for much more than just this steak house.) This one-Michelin-starred restaurant is decidedly old-fashioned, with its wood-paneled walls, tankards lining the railing below the dining room's ceiling, and waiters in aprons. The menu, similarly, sticks to what it does best: steaks, accompanied by traditional sides including baked potatoes, creamed spinach, and onion rings. While there are some non-beef entrées—chicken, salmon, and sole—it's really not the point of the place. Note that the restaurant is so old-school that they don't accept credit cards, so stop by an ATM before you sit down to your meal."
