Lance B.
Yelp
Two of the guys in our party had positive experiences at The Strip House so we were all very excited for a great steak dinner at the Strip House Next Door.
Our excitement died immediately upon walking inside the Strip House Next Door.
First, the only other patrons in the restaurant were wearing New York Rangers jerseys. This isn't anything against the Rangers, but I don't think "smart casual" should include sports jerseys when you are about to drop $150/pp.
Now honestly, the sports jerseys isn't a big deal, but what was a big deal is that while still visually processing the sports jerseys, my brain started screaming at me and forcing my attention to the smell reaching my nose.
Many Yelp reviews try to use humor or exaggeration, but I say this in the most literal sense: the restaurant absolutely reeked like an industrial strength cherry urinal cake. Any normal steakhouse whets your appetite with the smell of bacon and cooked ribeye, but with every breathe we all were gagging on the scent of cherry Robitussin a$$hole.
Nevertheless, we still sat down and ordered drinks thinking that like all smells, we will become accustomed to it and won't smell it anymore. About 15 minutes later, our waiter brought us out an amuse-bouche. Now, taste is largely based upon smell. When we tried to eat the amuse-bouche, all we could taste was cherry a$$hole.
Looking to rectify the situation, we went upstairs to ask the maitre 'd if there was an open table at The Strip House. My personable and happy-go-lucky friend Benji B. explained the situation, but the maitre 'd rudely retorted that it doesn't smell and he didn't want to hear the complaint again and that there was no room upstairs. I'll tell ya this - every employee in there knows it smells like cherry a$$hole because it really was THAT bad.
Fortunately, a member of our party mentioned that Gotham Bar and Grill was right across the street. I ran over there, explained our situation to their very nice matre 'd over and she immediately was able to prepare us a table for 6. We had a fantastic meal at Gotham with great service, well-dressed patrons, but clearing our noses of urinal cake was the best treat of all. Avoid Strip House like the urinal it is and go across the street to Gotham.