Gallaghers Steakhouse Restaurant new york city best reviews by tokyomarketing
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Ongoing, First published Oct 28
228 W 52nd St, New York City, NY 10019-5802
GhersSteakhouse.com

We were honestly disappointed with Gallaghers. 
I spent hours researching the best steakhouse I NYC and finally decided on this one. 
We have visited steak houses in many different countries, mainly European, and this was subpar in comparison.
The meat was good but the sides and starters seriously disappointed. It lacked taste and texture. 
The asparagus was boiled and lacked texture, it would've been better grilled. 
The sautéed mushrooms were super dry. I suspect their cappuccino is from an automatic machine, 
rather than espresso machine (I could be wrong), but if it is, it's criticizable when it's nearly $10. Overall, 
overly expensive meal considering the standard. The atmosphere was nice, a little loud, but the service was great!
I would not come back and probably topansa1.com will not recommend to anyone, 
unless they're not used to visiting top quality steakhouses. 
It just was not worth the several hundred dollars spent there.
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