I don’t eat steak a lot, but I’ve been craving it all week. One place I’ve been meaning to go to is the legendary Peter Luger Steakhouse in Brooklyn. I tried to get a reservation, but they were all booked up. Maybe next week. Then I thought I’d try Keen’s Steakhouse here in Manhattan, I’ve eaten at the bar, but never at the main dining room. I thought I’d eat at a table and then have a few beers in the bar afterwards. I called for a reservation, but no dice, they were booked all night too. Everybody else must be craving steak too! So I racked my brain and then thought of a classic place I haven’t been to for quite a while now, Donohue’s Steak House on the Upper East Side. There’s usually a seat at the bar if you go after 7pm, so that’s where I’m headed tonight to get my steak fix and have a few beers too. But first, a few appetizers at the home base here.
Okay, three beers and a quick subway ride uptown and here we are at Donohue's.
It's crowded tonight, but there's a seat at the bar, so I hang my coat on the barstool and settle in.
And friendly bartender Maureen serves up a beer and an award-winning smile!
Maureen's not only the bartender here, she's the owner. Her last name is Donohue and her father and grandfather were the original owners and opened Donohue's over 60 years ago. When Maureen's father passed away 12 years ago, she took it over. Here she poses with a photo of her father behind the bar. Maureen's keeping it all in the family, several of her nieces work here.
Johnny was seated next to me at the bar and after I told him about my 365 bars blog, we discussed the New York bar scene and it turns out we both were regulars at the old P&G Bar.
The multi-colored lights behind the bar, always give the place a festive feeling.
Maureen told me this is the original cash register from when Donohue's first opened the doors. Very cool!
Obligatory bar mirror shot!
A long shot of the classic wooden bar and some of the patrons gathered around it.
There's tables and booths in the back dining room...
But you can also eat at the bar, which is what I chose to do. I came for a steak, but saw they had honey-dipped fried chicken on the menu and decided to go for that.
And I'm glad I did, it was delicious! Some of the best fried chicken I've ever had. I left the carrot and parsley so the empty plate picture would have a little color.
I thanked Maureen for the hospitality and headed out the door for the Subway.
No, not that subway...
This Subway, the Subway Inn. I'm taking Jeremiah Moss' advice and stopping in here for dessert, since it's just a couple blocks from Donohue's.
Nice and dark in here, a classic NYC dive bar.
And here bartender Will poses with tonight's dessert, a bottle of Budweiser.
Here's the back of the bar.
Above it, Marilyn laughs with hard hats and various tchotchke's surrounding her.
A shot of the bar from the opposite end. Being it's Sunday, it's a little low-key in here, which is why I like going out on Sunday's.
I love the nuclear green lighting in the booth's in here, it's perfect!
Okay, one last look out the neon-tinged window...
And it's down into the actual subway we go. Thanks for tripping out with me and we'll see you all tomorrow.