Mon-Sat, 11am-11pm; Sun, 11am-10pm
B, D, F, M at 47th-50th Sts.-Rockefeller Center; N, Q, R at 57th St.-Seventh Ave.
American Express, Diners Club, Discover, MasterCard, Visa
While the original Del Frisco’s attracts bachelor parties with slabs of steak, its clubbier cousin, Del Frisco’s Grille, appeals to a wider audience. Parts of the allure are kitschy treats like lollipop chicken wings, and a softer, more welcoming décor—it has the unobjectionable look of a Houston’s. It also doesn’t hurt that the entrance is positioned kitty-corner to Rockefeller Center; its doors invite throngs of tree-gazing tourists. The menu does resemble a mall-anchored eatery, with burgers, club sandwiches, ahi tuna salads, and sauce-less pizzas referred to as flatbreads. It’s nothing offensive, but also nothing intriguing, except for one item that is both: egg rolls stuffed with cheesesteak (avoid this). Del Frisco’s steaks come on bare plates looking a little sad, so order from the list of sides found under the heading, “Lil’ somethin' somethin'.” And check out the hefty wine list, from which ordering a bottle of Chateau Latour will run you $1,235. Somehow that seems more reasonable than the $16 “crafted cocktails” available at the crowded bar.