The Red Ox may be highlighting the steak and seafood in its name these days, and it’s still a supper club. I did not spend time at the curving elegant bar but my date had a bloody mary. It was spicy, strong, rimmed with oregano, chile and celery salt, garnished with a seven inch sausage. I had a diet coke. I ordered the muffuletta tenderloin, a newer menu item (the restaurant has been open since 1971, although a fire had them move) and my date got the princess cut prime rib. She’s my little princess and my little riblet so it was a perfect order for her. We got the salads with blue cheese dressing and she opted for a blue cheese crust on her prime rib. We like blue cheese. The warm bread was served with honey butter. She ended up taking home much of her prime rib mashed potato and bread.
She said she would make me a prime rib mashed potato blue cheese sandwich later. I ate all of my muffuletta tenderloin and twice baked potato which also came with the vegetable of the day and that was eggplant parmesan. The server brought out the dessert plate and I ordered a caramel cream slice for here and a slice of cheesecake to go. The frosting was thick and buttery, the caramel salty, a layer of crunch gave it a beautiful texture. I would call satisfying, to say the least. When a restaurant has been around so many years they must be doing a lot of things right and here they are.
A note on the experience I left off yelp- In anticipation for the rush of meat and butter I got really stoned before going in to dinner. The early bird crowd, read blueheads, were conversing on heart attacks and I was there for meat and butter. By the end of all that rich eating I was stone sober.
You are attempting to give the entire Midwest a hug by ingesting it.