Steak 48 – An October Contender

Like October baseball, October Steak Night turned out to be one strictly for the best. Steak48, the newest in Chicago’s steakhouse scene, turned out to be a top of the rotation player.

For the first time in quite a few months, we actually ended up with a quorum worthy number. The Brothers Ray, Glick, Hans, Mason and myself made up for many months of romantic double dates.

I arrived to shockingly find Kid Ray at the bar as the first arrival. It’s not like him to show up so early to drink but it was a welcome surprise. Rick, Glick, Bubbe, and Mason soon followed and drinks flowed as we caught up and made our way to an upstairs table.

It’s a sin that I’m not going to be able to remember our waiter’s name, but he was probably the best that I can remember. He was a former stand-up comedian / current writer (how cliché), knew his way around the menu, and was as lively and entertaining as they come. Turns out he’s from New York and runs around in a familiar crowd as the Ray brothers. Don’t hold that against him though. It’s not too far-fetched to think a bunch of Long Island loudmouths might know each other.

Appetizers consisted of burrata, shishito peppers, fried deviled eggs, Rhode Island calamari & shrimp. All were top notch and appropriately split for six people.

Steak orders were pretty standard. I went with the Bone in Ribeye as usual and it was fantastic. Surprisingly it was not as salty as I normally prefer. It was just a nice cut of meat with good flavor, and cooked to perfection. The rest of the crew seemed to enjoy theirs as well. The only mistake of the night was that Hans’ side of black truffle peppercorn topping actually turned into black truffle sautéed lobster. And what a mistake it was. I like the option of not going full surf and turf, and having just a nip of some really succulent, and rich lobster.

Sides were great. We had some fries, mac and cheese, a creamed corn brulee and something else that I’m blanking on. Everything again was top notch.

For dessert, we had a few ports and a buttercake that gives Mastro’s a run for its money.

A topic of conversation included Glick’s recommendation for more members which was quickly shot down. The only recommendation that I think is warranted is that Glick run it by the group before he issues any complaints to the waiter.

Mason inexplicably walked free again. All in all, it was a great evening and looking forward to making a return trip soon.

9.5 / 10. And that’s only b/c nothing gets a 10.