In the 1930s, Prohibition (the liquor one, not Mayor Bloomberg's current Nanny State takeover) created an underground society of socialites, celebrities and aristocrats, who enjoyed the finer things in life. Already, Jack's on New York's Upper West Side was serving its clientele all that they cherished, with delectable steaks, vegetables, breads—and hooch.
Today, Uncle Jack's Steakhouse is still in operation, run by the original Jack's godson William, with three locations: the original at 440 Ninth Avenue between 34th and 35th streets, as well as West 56th Street and Bayside, N.Y. Topping the menu: A 48-ounce dry-aged porterhouse for two ($85).
And yes, I have eaten there, for my anniversary in July 2008. It was one of the most spectacular meals of my lifetime.