Another one of those ubiquitous steak houses, but done very well. We chose a colossal 24-ounce Porterhouse steak each, after much deliberation, over the 22-ounce New York Strip. 35 minutes later, our faces and bellies strained with our gluttony, we regretted not sharing. The service was brisk and knowledgeable, but the slightly pompous ceremony of displaying the meat and lobsters before we ate them made us strain to contain titters. Some decent Californian wines completed the package. Overall, a good choice in the area, but not worth a detour.