If you’ve been to the SoHo location of Lucky’s Steakhouse, you know just how good their staples can be. And there’s a reason it’s a hard reservation to score. Which is why I was thrilled with an early bird table at their East Hampton location. And no, the prices aren’t cheaper at 5:30pm, but access to these dishes could be the key to happiness, or so I was told.
Lucky’s East Hampton resides in the former Cove Hollow Tavern space on Montauk Highway. The owner, Gene Montesano, believes that luck favors the bold and his food mirrors that sentiment. Lucky’s is known for its exclusive selection of USDA Prime steaks, fun atmosphere, and sides that slay. We couldn’t wait to try this Out East newcomer.
So we rolled up at the late afternoon hour of 5:25pm when most folks are just getting off the beach or thinking of packing up for the day! But it didn’t bother me one bit. An early dinner means time to digest, and certainly builds in time to walk off dessert. But more on that later. So when I say they have good bread listen up because I try not to be a big bread eater pre-dinner. It completely ruins my appetite. But these house made rolls arrived piping hot with a side of garlicky, herbaceous butter. C’mon! They were irresistible! So what did I do? I ate the damn bread.
Next we shared the Chef’s kiss Burrata Salad with garden picked tomatoes and a balsamic drizzle sitting in a pool of basil oil. The burrata was so creamy, we loved the colorful tomato slices and you know that our rolls took a swipe through that fragrant oily pool. Mmmm.
For the main course I went with the seven ounce Petit Filet medium and Michael had the glorious Ribeye rare. The crust on my steak was incredible. Perfectly seasoned and cooked to temperature. He loved his slab and finished most of the huge portion while I struggled to finish my seven ouncer.
On the side we had the super crispy Herbie’s Potato Skins with micro chives and sour cream and the creamy dreamy Creamed Spinach. Oh my Lord & Taylor! Those potatoes were fire. Audibly crunchy, so thin and the sea salt topper was excellent. And the spinach was divine.
I am loathe to show you the ordinary Caramel Turtle Sundae that we shared as it was just meh. A tiny bubble of caramel appeared to be at the bottom of the sundae glass but I never tasted it and the nuts were not firm nor sweet. The hot fudge arrived as a self pourable so at least there was enough of it to coat the ice cream. Our waitress cautioned us against said sundae but I thought I knew better! Ha. I rarely make a foodie faux pas but this time I cratered. Next time the homemade chocolate chip cookie will be the call served warm with vanilla ice cream. Note to self.
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