Inside Made in Brazil's brightly colored walls, waiters brandish sword-like skewers of roasted meat that can be sliced directly onto diners' plates. Taste an array of savory meats with this serving style, known as rodizio de churrasco ($23.93–$25.95), which was invented in the early 1800s by Brazilian gauchos. Diners can also peruse the equally scrumptious entrees on Made in Brazil’s menu, from the grilled-onion-topped sirloin steak known as bife acebolado ($16.95) to the robalo ao molho diablo ($18.95), a tasty fillet of striped bass and mussels. The steakhouse has spacious, comfortable booths for reclining after a long day of equator drawing, as well as a full bar that serves specialty drinks such as the Caipirinha, Brazil's answer to the mojito, and classics such as martinis and beer.
With nods from USA Today, CBS News, and The Washington Post, Rodizio Grill Allentown, founded by São Paolo–born Ivan Utrerahas, made a name for itself as an authentic Brazilian charrascuria—a South American–style rotisserie. Cooks slow-roast and skewer select cuts of beef, pork, poultry, and lamb, as well as seafood selections and grilled pineapple. They also offer a gourmet salad bar that encourages diners to pair marinated pork loin or Brazilian sausage with fresh, leafy greens and farm-fresh croutons plucked right off the tree. All the while, gauchos—also known as Brazilian cowboys—bustle about the restaurant bringing unlimited slices of tender meat directly to tables.
Arirang Hibachi Steakhouse and Sushi Bar's hibachi chefs pull double duty, acting as entertainers in addition to grillmasters. They captivate large groups of diners with whirling knifework, dynamic spatula twirls, and the occasional spout of flame at tableside hibachi grills, flipping hot portions of lobster and chicken directly onto waiting plates. Behind the bamboo-finished bar, the sushi chefs move more slowly as they carefully seal colorful combinations of veggies, seafood, and vinegar-anointed rice within sheets of delicate seaweed. Like a poltergeist beauty pageant, not all of the talent is visible to the eye—the culinary team makes some of the restaurant's most exotic dishes, such as kobe beef sliders and wasabi-crusted filet mignon, behind the closed doors of the kitchen.
Contemporary accoutrements fleck Twenty9's dining room, and the vigilant wait staff deluges stomach caverns with the menu's gourmet cuisine. Pistachios, red onion, and crumbles of goat cheese sink into the Spring Mix salad's mattress of lettuce, supported by plump mandarin oranges and dreams of dragons that shoot vinaigrette dressing ($7.95). Sic seafaring chompers on pan-roasted salmon as it darts through a crowd of artichokes and sundried tomatoes toward its lump crabmeat and parmesan risotto accomplices ($22.50). The sweet tones of a honey-chipotle-glazed rib eye and roasted-pepper salad ($29.50) harmonize with the sultry sizzle of shrimp, crab, and velvety Grand Marnier sauce in the chicken Stephen ($22.50) to calm rumbling stomachs and restless babies.
Chef John Talbot delivers mouthwatering fare from the land and the sea to rest on Creed's elegant white tablecloths. Yellowfin tuna drizzled with ponzu sauce ($29) and chimichurri-topped New Zealand king salmon ($28) headline a list of fresh charcoal-grilled fish. Manager and sommelier Josef Plattner is often on hand to offer suggestions for which wine to pair with a New York strip steak ($38) or to mingle with a mustard-herb-crusted rack of lamb ($36). Though the menu favors meat, there are also a number of tasty vegetarian options, including the house-made vegetarian ravioli, stuffed with crimini mushrooms and ricotta cheese, served with fried spinach and a gazpacho coulis ($18). With its soft cream-hued walls and tasteful décor, Creed's is an ideal location for romantic get-togethers or business meetings with bands of ravenous highwaymen.
Growing up, Marcie Spampinato watched her father, Mike, masterfully manage a local country club. By seventh grade, she was working alongside him, and today—with a restaurant management degree from Penn State under her belt—she joins with Mike to co-manage their steak-and-sushi joint, Spamps.
Chefs trained in Japan artfully stuff the eatery's sushi rolls with fresh ingredients such as black-pepper-crusted tuna and flying fish roe. Fusion flourishes such as kimchi tartar sauce, miso beurre blanc, and sake reductions give entrees such as rib-eye steak an Asian flair.
And much like a chocoholic's dream journal, the eatery's new cocktails revolve around sweet flavors, especially Marcie's favorite, the pumpkin-pie martini. Libations, which also include wine and beer, flow freely behind a copper bar with TVs or fill glasses in a dining room with exposed brick walls and private booths. At an outdoor patio dubbed The Grotto, lofted TVs illuminate trellises and tabletops as well as bar-goers shimmying to a live DJ's beats on Friday and Saturday nights.