Unprecedented: Pete Wells Pens Second Consecutive Smackdown of Peter Luger

In an industry first, New York Times restaurant critic Pete Wells has doubled down on his scathing review of Peter Luger, one of New York City’s oldest continuously operating restaurants.

Just last week, Wells dropped an atom bomb on Gotham’s culinary scene when he awarded the New York institution zero stars, eviscerating the famed steakhouse in a blistering takedown:

The restaurant will always have its loyalists. They will laugh away the prices, the $16.95 sliced tomatoes that taste like 1979, the $229.80 porterhouse for four. They will say that nobody goes to Luger for the sole, nobody goes to Luger for the wine, nobody goes to Luger for the salad, nobody goes to Luger for the service. The list goes on, and gets harder to swallow, until you start to wonder who really needs to go to Peter Luger, and start to think the answer is nobody.

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True to Wells’s words, Luger loyalists came out of the woodwork last week to defend Brooklyn’s temple to beef, flocking in droves to the maligned steakhouse and tweeting their impassioned support. As reported here at Gobblerny, Peter Luger responded to Wells’s devastating remarks with a comment of their own:

We will unleash fire and fury unlike anything the world has ever seen.”

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For a few days, though, it seemed the storms over Brooklyn had cleared and the worst of Lugergate was behind us. Until today.

In a move that can only be described as “scarily confident,” Pete Wells has come out swinging, devoting an entire second review to absolutely obliterating the reputation of Peter Luger Steakhouse.

Alright, I’ll say it: I f—ing hate Peter Luger. I would rather lick the floor of a Staten Island 7/11 than endure another “steak” dinner at this place. You’re goddamned right I’m reviewing it a second time, losers, since clearly you morons couldn’t process the first one. “Oh, but Pete, the history! It’s a New York City classic!” Shut up. SHUT UP. You know what else opened a hundred years ago? The Holland Tunnel, which next to Peter Luger is like f—ing El Bulli.

Enjoy burning your money? Then be my guest and order a T-bone at Peter F—ing Luger, because you’ll have to mortgage your house to pay for it AND it tastes like a burnt twenty. Christ this place sucks. It’s hell – it is literally hell on earth. If you gave me the choice between kissing the third rail at Herald Square or having one more free meal at Peter Luger Steakhouse, I’d be swiping my MetroCard with one hand and putting on lipstick with the other.

Let me make myself f—ing clear: Peter Luger Steakhouse is the worst restaurant on earth. Go anywhere else. Or go to Peter Luger! I don’t care. F— you.

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Woof! Maybe he’ll like the Great Neck location.