Last night I spoke to a packed room of eager food lovers who live at Edgemere on Northwest Highway. Besides discussing the current economic challenges of dining out, we got all nostalgic about Dallas dining. Oh, it was a grand march down memory lane—we traded tales about Il Sorrento, Jean-Claude, Patry’s, Ewald’s, Little Bit of Sweden, and the glamorous ice swans at the Pyramid Room. But in the end, the main question they wanted answered was, “Where is the best steak in Dallas?” I told them I would ask you. Go Dishers, the folks at Edgemere are waiting. And hungry.