text: Ok, this is just for the steakhouse, not the lounge.  I didn't visit the lounge.\n\nI was really hoping for a great experience with VooDoo, but it was quite disappointing.  I'll dispense with the obvious rhymes I could make about the quality of the place: suffice it to say, I do not recommend it.\n\nNo doubt, the view is great (not as good as the view from the Eiffel Tower Restaurant, but still great).  But the problems with the food and the service (and to some extent, the setting) just can't be made up for by the view.\n\nI was a little surprised at the level of \"casual\" dress in the place.  I was wearing slacks and a sport coat.  There were dudes in there in tank tops and jorts.  I don't want to sound like a snob here, but I thought this was supposed to be a nice place.  Oh well...to each his own.  I'm no Mr. Blackwell.\n\nThe service was very slow.  I was having wine by the glass because my dining partner wasn't drinking.  Well, I only manged to get one (it was a very good Stag's Leap, by the way); I probably would have had 3 if I ever could have gotten our server's attention.  It took forever to get the food, and once we got it, they just dropped it and hauled ass.  I want to point out that the place wasn't crowded at all.  All the servers were just hanging around talking with one another. \n\nI got a bone in filet.  I have no complaint with the quality of the beef.  But they overcooked it.  Bad.  Real bad. Overcooking is something that will kill a filet.  I ended up with a bone-in hockey puck.   I love truffle mac n cheese, so when I saw it on the menu, I was happy to order it.  I've had it at some places that prepare it really well...VooDoo doesn't: the macaroni was this short little stuff like our of a kid's school lunch, and it had very little flavor. The creamed spinach was so salty, I could hardly eat it (and I like a lot of salt). \n\nI didn't want to bother with dessert for two main reasons.    First,  I had no idea how long it would take to get it, given how slow the service was.  Second, just about the time I finished my entree, they cranked up the music in the lounge, which is on the next floor up and connected by a staircase.  Ok, ok, so I'm old, but it was so freakin' loud the water in my glass was rippling with every thump of the bad-assed bass accompanying the techno-noise music from upstairs.  Not a nice atmosphere if you'd like a quiet, relaxing dinner.  I decided to haul ass rather than bust a move, get jiggy wit' it, or whatever the correct phrase would be.\n\nI don't know:  It may be that I'm too old to enjoy a place like VooDoo Steakhouse.  Maybe they should have \"reverse carded\" me or something. I suppose I should start practicing: \"You darned kids get offa my lawn!!!\"