It's easy to miss the door that marks the entrance to this beloved Financial District watering hole-cum-steakhouse (look for the red and gold sign out front), but not the raucous happy hour crowd that floods the narrow bar leading to the restaurant. Smile and squeeze through, to discover a much calmer scene inside: a dark, wood-paneled dining room with a clubby, in the know vibe. This is one Wall Street oasis where the past and present comfortably co-exist—the martinis flow freely, the garlic bread melts in your mouth, and the hand-picked, 28-day, dry-aged ribeye still arrives sizzling, perfectly charred, and juicy as sin. If you're short on time or looking for lunch options, you can also grab a steak sandwich, salad, or burger on the fly.