The Old Luxemburg is an “Old Springfield” steakhouse in every sense. They’re always glad to see you. An honest place where honest folks can get an honest meal at honest prices. They don’t put on airs – the last major re-do was probably in 1947, and patrons and management both seem ok with that. You don’t need a tux, or even a tie – you can wear one if you want – but clean Levi’s and a decent Harley shirt will also do just fine. You won’t find a better filet or deep-fried lobster tail for miles, and the dry Roquefort salads and chive-cheese potatoes are incomparable.