Peter Luger is totally overrated! A huge disappointment! I had heard that the Peter Luger experience was more about the steak than the ambiance so I was prepared for the "German beer-hall decor" described in the Zagat Guide. However, the place was more like a fraternity house on the final drunken night of rush week debauchery. Male diners outnumbered females by a factor of at least five to one and they made no small effort to make their presence known. The table behind ours kept yelling and barking in raucous unison as if cheering each other on in a beer chugging contest. The gentlemen at another adjoining table spent their entire meal describing in loud, crude and graphic detail all the women with whom they had engaged in a particular sexual activity that is illegal in nine states; not really the sort of thing you want to be overheard at your table when you're dining with your mother and step-father. The collective noise in the dining room was so deafening that everyone at our table struggled to hear what each other was saying. The atmosphere was not helped by the fact that there was a powerful vibration coming from under the floor, as if there were a never-ending subway train passing at full throttle directly beneath our table. When we complained to our waiter, he responded, unapologetically, "Yes, that's the meat compressor." We asked to be moved to another table but the vibrations were almost as bad there. Of course, all of this could be forgiven, a small price to pay for the best steak in the world. After all, the hand-selected, dry-aged USDA prime beef at Peter Luger is the stuff of legends. I was expecting a beautiful porterhouse, cooked to perfection, browned and charred on the outside, pink and juicy in the middle with a texture like butter and a flavor bursting with richness and complexity. What I got was a cold, flavorless slab of cow flesh that was burnt to ashes on the outside and completely raw inside. I do not exaggerate. The highly touted Peter Luger steak sauce was OK but nothing special, tasting like a blend of store-bought shrimp cocktail sauce and ketchup. It made the steak edible. At $32.50 per person just for the steak, you'd think they could do better. The side dishes were equally unimpressive. The creamed spinach could have come straight out of a frozen TV dinner and the fried potatoes were greasy and bland. My girlfriend (who eats fish but no meat) ordered the salmon and, at the waiter's suggestion, requested it be cooked medium. It arrived completely overcooked with a dry, rubbery texture like canned tuna fish. If you're looking for a great steak in New York, my advice is to skip Peter Luger and get the Grilled New York Steak at Gotham Bar & Grill. You will experience an amazing steak - delicious, perfectly cooked and beautifully presented - with the added bonus of enjoying one of Manhattan's most elegant dining rooms along with Gotham's excellent service. At $36, It costs only $3.50 more than the steak at Peter Luger. And, unlike the Brooklyn-based Peter Luger, you won't have to pay the $20 cab fare to get there or the $35 for the ride home with the Peter Luger car service.