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Not exactly Luger's, but carnivore worthy, indeed. Lots of loud, outer-Brooklynites quieted by a mouthful of succulent T-bone or the juicy filet mignon. "Oh my gawd" is heard throughout the room as the special sauce is poured. Service like you're family, if only your family wasn't crazy-dysfunctional and only communicated with one another through an elaborate system of passed notes. Light on the wallet. We're just kvelling over this place.
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