There's an understated nobility to a proper corporate steakhouse that seems lost on today's dining crowd. Young people now flock to flashy hybrid concepts like Papi Steak, where the scene matters more than the meat and the sommelier's been replaced by a DJ. Millennials on the other hand are withering away at yet another trendy Mexican restaurant with a kitschy neon sign reading some bullshit like "So glad you're not here". Call me old school, but smoking a hand-rolled cigar and enjoying a filet at Club Macanudo in the Upper East Side sounds like a hell of a lot more fun.