"Joe Muer’s is a throwback steakhouse, where waiters with bow ties pull out your red velvet tufted chair, and couples sit at a gilded bar drinking frosted martinis served by a guy named Mac. If the decor hasn’t already clued you in, this is definitely a place for a special celebration, except steaks aren’t the focus here (although they have a few that are quite good). It’s all about the seafood, which is flown in fresh daily—landlocked state be damned. The shrimp here are practically the size of a ribeye, the king crab legs generously hang off the edge of your plate, and a crab-stuffed Atlantic flounder is the kind of oceanic inception we fully support. And when the dessert cart stacked with cakes, pies, and pastries comes wheeling toward your table, this isn’t the time to say “no thanks.” " - jackie gutierrez jones 2, ann walczak
