According to modern religion, the worshiping of animals is considered incompatible with the tidy awe of one true god -- but for the hungry, there is a hybrid: Mono-steakism. Get your reverence on at Primehouse, opening Monday.
The easterly twin to the same-named Chicago restaurant, this massive steakhouse is a shrine to "Prime", a 1200lb Kentucky Angus whose eugenically sired lineage provides every morsel of the restaurant's beef -- basically, a master race of tasty. The space is decorously imposing, with marble floor to ceiling, plush banquettes, a dark wood bar, and vaulted archways even more majestic than McDowell's "Golden Arcs" (and equally likely to be buffed by a scowling Arsenio Hall). As for the fruit of Prime's loins, it comes in many forms, from a 39oz porterhouse, to a 20oz Kentucky bone-in Ribeye, to Kobe Tootsie Rolls -- beef-wrapped truffled mousse, which like the storied candies, you'll begin to see wherever you look: planes, baseball bats, tree trunks, even...your bill.
For nonbelievers, PH offers a variety of other/ocean meats (Colorado Rack of Lamb, Thyme-Seared Big Eye Tuna, etc) and a full raw bar. However, Prime might take offense to you worshiping a dozen mollusks in his presence, and punish your blasphemy by transforming your date into a hideous pillar of Salisbury.