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Is there even such a thing as an expense account anymore? In this decimated economy, the very phrase sounds as quaint and distant as the fashions and hairstyles on Mad Men. And the Capital Grille's rich, heavy dishes seem to have been designed with Don Draper and Roger Sterling in mind: a 24-ounce, dry-aged Porterhouse steak; a succulent 8-ounce filet mignon done up "Oscar"-style with a mound of lump crabmeat and a silky bearnaise; a peppercorn-rubbed sirloin dripping with Courvoisier cream sauce. Meals here are best started with a chilled martini and the cold seafood platter — baby lobster, jumbo shrimp, freshly shucked oysters — and finished with a swoon into the pool of crème anglaise atop the chocolate-hazelnut cake. The accountants will faint when they see the bill, but by then you'll have signed the client.
