Mastro's UPDATE - Thousand Oaks

A zillion steakhouses in LA, but it's hard to guarantee what you're getting or predict what you'll get. I'm all about creativity, but there's not much room for failure at this price. 

Mastro's never fails. It never lets you down, it never leaves you hanging, and it delivers the same quality every time, in service, in flavor, in a fail-proof, fool-proof feeling of greatness that some places just can't give. 

We start small because none of the entrees are, but we soon see that the Oysters are not. They are medium in size, and the butter:brine ratio is his. The flavor explodes into sweet seawater. 

We surfed and now we turf. Bone-in Porterhouse again because how pick one steak when you get all three with a capital T? It blows the mind and it's as searing as it is salivating. Brussels Sprouts are still an awesome side, bitter and crisp with a deep-roasted char. 

We missed the Butter Cake last time and OMGWTFOMFG, never again do we skip out. It's a shortcake except it's just a giant stick of butter baked until it turns solid only to melt again when you scoop it up with ice cream and berries. 

I whine a lot about inconsistency, but THIS is the quality control I'm talking about. We could go a hundred times, and it would always be this good. No snooty servers, no overcooked-undercooked-overseared-underaged. It is every perfect cut of steak, made perfectly, and it's worth every penny every time we go.