Across the hall from big brother Gallagher’s Steak House, tucked behind two rows of palm trees, this cute, flatscreen-adorned restau-bar offers a welcome retreat from bigger-deal, bigger-priced steakhouse fare. Twenty bucks will buy a satisfying meal of a juicy Wagyu Kobe burger, crispy shoestring fries and a Stewart’s root beer. A mere $13 procures a hot sub of tenderloin tips topped with heady Auricchio provolone—a combo that’s a far cry from the cheesesteaks of yore (or Geno’s). TVs, sandwiches and a frosty-cold brew: the ultimate lowbrow night out. Lunch served Friday through Sunday.