The Merchant Steakhouse

You're walking into mahogany panelling and candlelit tables where folk actually dress up on a Friday night—this is the kind of place your dad's been going to for twenty years and never shuts up about. The Merchant sits right in the merchant city heart of town, and it's all dark wood, white tablecloths, and the kind of service that doesn't fuss but doesn't mess about either. They're doing what steakhouses should do: quality cuts cooked properly, sides that don't pretend to be anything other than what they are, and a wine list that rewards actually knowing something about wine.