The mad scramble from the ferry across the Hudson on a frigid fall night was forgotten the moment I saw Blu on the Hudson. The restaurant rose from the waterfront like a cathedral of light and glass — 30,000 square feet of modern American glamour with the Manhattan skyline glittering just beyond its floor-to-ceiling windows.
Inside, warmth took over. The marble bar gleamed beneath soft amber lighting, and the hum of conversation felt almost orchestral against the sound of clinking glasses. The setting was elegant yet unpretentious—a perfect stage for a holiday date night.
The Wagyu steak was the kind of dish that silences a table. It arrived perfectly seared, crowned with truffle bone marrow butter that melted slowly into the meat, creating an opulent glaze that defied restraint. Each bi

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