Rocco Steakhouse: A Timeless Classic
Stepping through the glistening glass doors of Rocco Steakhouse, I was welcomed by an air of understated luxury. The crowd was elegant, quiet, powerful.
Perfectly in tune with the refined ambiance of the restaurant, the lavish interiors were reminiscent of old-school New York at its finest. In dry tones of gold and deep maroon, the main dining hall was warmly lit by romantic crystal chandeliers, and flanked by an upscale sports bar lined with bottles of brown spirits and populated by a collection of handsome men in fitted navy suits.
I started the night – as I do most – with a heavy Cabernet, prepping myself for the intense food coma I was no doubt about to enter.
The starting dish (not to give it all away, but I’m going to) was by far the star of the evening – and for a tropical island girl reviewing a swanky Manhattan steakhouse, truly a godsend. This gem was Rocco’s extravagant Seafood Platter. Not a creative name, sure, but for a land-centered restaurant serving fresh marine bites, the fullness of flavor was phenomenal. The presentation, as expected, was also spectacular.
“Another Cab please.”
Next came the Porterhouse. The portion was labeled ‘for two’ but I’m quite certain that even if I’d brought an army of my hungriest girls, we still wouldn’t have been able to finish this juicy cut. With every tender bite came a new mouthwatering sensation, and when paired with the house’s German potatoes and creamed spinach: a flawless classic.
“Sambuca on the rocks?”
A strong digestif and a scoop of rum chocolate mousse tied the bow on this hearty steakhouse meal. For black-tie post-work dinner or ritzy uptown drinks, Rocco remains a timeless go-to.