How can you go wrong at a place that claims supper club status. It just evokes ladies in pantsuits and “relish trays”. We were not disappointed. In fact, besides it’s far away location in far flung Eagan, MN. (Truthfully, it’s not that far from the center of Minneapolis but I start to feel uneasy any time I leave the city limits.)

After being ushered to our table by the teenage hostess, we were greeted by Judy, our waitress, who surely has worked at Jensen’s for most of her adult life. Judy provided us with the obligatory relish tray.

Jensen’s only got a C grade on the Big Beer Test–an A grade requires beer by the liter, a failing grade a dry restaurant. Jensen’s had only pints.

I chose the Filet Medallions–2 little filets, wrapped in bacon. They were $14 less than the real filet but I was poor that week. Here’s the menu.

True to supper club form, salad, choice of potato and “rolls” were included with the meal.

my medallions were superb–almost tender enough to cut with the fork, grilled to absolute perfection. Somebody in the kitchen knows how to make a tenderloin. Charlie got the New Your Strip and was extremely happy as well–he said the fat was succulent. I say that’s gross but each to their own.

The other thing to note: the roasted garlic mashed were amazing–served in a ramekin, they’d been toasted under the broiler before being served so they had that tasty little crust that makes any food item taste better.

As we were eating, the “band” started playing. The band gets quotes because they consisted of a dude on a guitar, a drummer with what looked to be a toy drum set and a keyboard player. They played mostly waltzes and polkas and even let a drunk lady from the bar sing along on one number. Oddly, no one danced while we were there.

We skipped dessert in favor of the ice cream shop near my house but, after paying the bill, I was treated to a classic supper club moment, when, outside in the parking lot, I was treated to the sight of a mint condition Trans Am with personalized plates: Itza 92. You couldn’t end the supper club vibe any better way.

From @llie’s @ttic a really sweet review of Morton’s of Chicago, The Steakhouse

I haven’t been to a Morton’s, but now at least I know it’ll cost me 3 C’s without wine. I think we have one in Seattle.

Boulder Report- Reviews on everything Boulder » The Boulder ChopHouse Serves the Best Steak in Boulder

What more can a girl ask for her birthday than to be taken out for a tasty steak dinner?

Nothing, I tell you.

Of course, me being me, my date was my mom.

I chose Kozy’s Steaks and Seafood mostly because mom’s on a budget and Kozy’s seemed to have decent food to dollar ratio.

Kozy’s is in The Galleria shopping center in Edina, MN. Malls are not normally my first choice for steak restaurants–something about all malls having the same stores and fastfood places doesn’t lend itself to my idea of where a steak place should be located. But, The Galleria isn’t a mall, mall. It’s a rich people’s mall. And, Kozy’s isn’t owned by mall steak people; it’s owned by the folks that own Kozlak’s Royal Oak–a Twin Cities dining fine dining flagship. So, I knew it would probably be pretty good.

My thought was proven out.

We both got filet mignon ($27) which included salad and garlic mashed potatoes. (I’d been warned by my brother that mom would think anything over $20 that didn’t include sides would be too expensive.)

The steak was probably the best I’ve had in that price range. It was cooked perfectly (medium) with a wonderful crust. It was tender, tender, tender! The potatoes were slightly lumpy (a good thing), with actual roasted garlic bits laced laced throughout.

The setting was very unmall-like and was done in classic steakhouse: dark wood, lush drapes etc. We were seated in a backish room which meant that the mall was hidden from view and that we had actual windows that faced the out of doors.

Overall, twas a fabulous, tasty birthday dinner.

M and S Grill is McCormick and Schmick’s new “casual” dining option. As best I could tell, that means that you can see over the backs of the booths and you can see out the windows. At least that’s the translation between the Minneapolis offerings.

We were there through amazing luck of me having a PO box in M and S Grill’s neighborhood. I got a “Dear Resident” coupon for them announcing they’d just moved into my neighborhood—apparently, their neighborhood is all of downtown Minneapolis. But, I shouldn’t nitpick–the coupon was worth $20 off a meal.

The decor is steakhouse woody, with big velvet drapes. The bar was only about half full, the dining room less so. They’re on steak house row but off the beaten path of the younger afterwork happy hour crowd.

We went with a bottle of wine–it was cheaper that way, we decided ($28). Wine isn’t cheap but it never is in that sort of place.

For appetizers, we had the tempura asparagus. It was good for about 3 spears worth–the breading was too heavy to eat much more than that. The asparagus was amazingly tender, considering that it’s not even remotely asparagus season in MN.

Dinner was, of course, a filet mignon and mashed ($29). I got the big filet, though I would have been full after the little one.

The steak had a nice char–something I probably appreciate more than most. The steak was cooked perfectly medium, a nice change for a thick filet.

The mashed were pretty normal. I made them amazing by stealing bacon bits Kim’s baked potato condiment tray. What doesn’t taste better with bacon on it?

The service was amazing. I’m guessing the wait staff was just trying to stay busy but it was true “plates whisked away as soon as they’re empty” service. I normally hate overly attentive wait staff but these guys were so low key–they just seemed to appear exactly at the right moment and vanish with the blink of an eye.

Kim gave M and S a 7.5. Not sure if she’s eaten less bad steak than me or if being from Iowa gives her a different standard but I’d give them at least an 8.5, maybe a 9 since it was nice without being stuff. We didn’t have beer so I can’t give it perfect marks.

I’ll admit it, I’m a sucker for a coupon, especially when it involves red meat.

The September special at the Poodle Club in Minneapolis was a New York Strip dinner for $9.95. As I’ve said before, cheap steak is judged in an entirely different category than expensive steak. For it’s cost, the Poodle was a winner. But, you need to remember how much you’re paying.

My dinner included the steak, a salad (iceburg with carrot shreds, grocery store cherry tomatoes and cucumber slices) and potato (I had baked). We were also able to get big mugs of beer, which is always a plus on cheap steak night. The same meal would normally cost $12–still a bargain.

The Poodle is a south Minneapolis classic. It’s also taken a bit of a hit because of the smoking ban in Minneapolis. Almost all of the clientele was outside on the patio when we arrived so they could dine and smoke at the same time.

My only complaint would have to be the live band that started up around 30 minutes after we arrived. It was loud to the point that we couldn’t have a conversation while they were playing. Eh, for $9.95, who can complain.

If this were a small, obscure theater company blog, I’d go into detail about our 2nd stop of the evening–at the Bedlam Theater’s 10 minute Original Play Festival. Imagine young “avant garde” playwrights, trying to make a deep lasting point in 10 minutes. Yeah, it was interesting to say the least. Thankfully, this isn’t a small obscure theater company blog so you’re spared the details.

SueZ: And our money . . . so don’t get all money snobby.

Jon: There’s really no point in ordering the sides at Murray’s. I’m sure the caesar salad was about the only really edible thing. Perhaps that’s not fair. Everything was edible — in a 1950’s out of the can, powdered au gratin, hyper-saliferous way. Actually even the steak was pretty damn salty.

SueZ: I’ve got nothing against salty steak, it should be noted. Though we didn’t try any of them, I suspect that there was probably a decent dessert option on the menu. How bad can you screw up cheesecake?

Jon: This whole sides problem was pretty damn funny too, and practically unacceptable.

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So, on the hunt again last week we headed to The Steak Knife, in Minneapolis’ Dinkytown neighborhood, near the University of Minnesota. I should have known that a steak place by a university, with a coupon in the Happenings book wasn’t going to make us very happy. But we had a coupon!

Most notably, the place was empty. Granted, it’s summer and school’s out but empty? We should have known. It was set up fast food style–you ordered at the counter and if you were getting it to go, you loitered at the other end to get your sack of food. For those lucky enough to dine in, table delivery was provided. But they had two for one beers and we had a coupon!

I ordered the “Filet” medium well with a baked potato and beer. Charlie got the 18 oz cut medium with fries and beer. Oh yeah, I should mention the sign by the checkout that says, “due to an error, we are not accepting Happenings coupons”. Dang, no coupon!

The chef seemed to be the order taker and the server and the busser but since the place was empty, he was handling it all well.

When food arrived, my medium well steak was what I’d consider well done–and it wasn’t really a filet, it was a small thin piece of meat roughly shaped like a filet. But, I was hungry, had low expectations and didn’t feel like complaining. Poor Charlie’s medium slab of meat was more than well done. Since we’d been robbed of our coupon, we felt like we could demand a bit of customer service so Charlie returned his steak an asked for a new one, less cooked.

A few minutes later, the manager arrived at our table. Apparently, Charlie’s steak had been the only 18 oz one left so would he take a smaller one if they’d refund the difference. As if he had a choice.

Charlie’s 2nd steak arrives a bit later. He sliced in and, surprise! Now medium translated to barely cooked. Back at the counter a 3rd time, the manager apoligized–apparently the chef/cashier/server/busboy was now nervous and screwed up again. We thought he’d just throw it back on the grill but instead, he got out a 3rd steak and started over.

By now, I was long done with my meal. Thankfully, Charlie’s 3rd steak was nicely done and very tasty.

Whew!

So, no, I don’t recommend The Steak Knife in Minneapolis–unless you’re a college kid who can’t afford anything else. Even then, you could go around the corner to several other places and get a better meal. I’m not sure how this place stays open–but I suspect that the cheap beer has something to do with it when school is in session.