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Eater Inside: Wolfgang's Steakhouse

This little number is Wolfgang's Steakhouse by Wolfgang Zwiener in Beverly Hills. Yes, the one that caused a wee bit of confusion for some Wolfgang Puck fans, but with a name like Beverly Hills...on Canon Drive, it's understandable that at least a few people would think Puck was branching out. Unless, of course, they're steak lovers from New York because that's where Zwiener, a former waiter at the famed Peter Luger, made his name with 28-day-aged prime corn-fed beef (aged on premises), his German potatoes, creamed spinach, Canadian bacon and "schlag." The room is classic steakhouse, open, comfortable, bustling; there's an entire second room in the back and a small patio out front. The steaks come out on sizzling plates that jump with hot juice and fat, and the porterhouse for two can easily feed three. The beef, the Junior's cheesecake, the tired wine list, even some of the waiters are all shipped in from NY, which is why those longing for a taste (and attitude) of home, it all works. For further reading, the Plywood, the lawsuit, the rebuttal.