A venerable steakhouse with branches throughout the U.S. -- in fact, Mr. Morton is the proud papa of Peter Morton, he of the Hard Rock Hotel over yonder. Like The Palm, this place serves "boy food" -- steaks, really good steaks -- and we are not prepared to say which (The Palm or Morton's) has the better hunk o' red meat because frankly, after a while, these subtle distinctions elude us. Anyway, this is an old-time Vegas hangout (because most actual old-time Vegas hangouts have closed), even in its relatively new off-Strip location. In addition to your cut of beef, suggested sides include flavorfully fresh al dente asparagus served with hollandaise or hash browns. And it's a good place to hang around, post-dinner, drink Scotch, and smoke.