The retro-roadhouse isn't actually in Anchorage (it's in nearby Girdwood). But the food is so electrifying and the atmosphere so ebullient, many make the hour-long trek for the big city just to eat here. And that's a major commitment, as the Double Musky doesn't accept reservations, which means the wait can be epic (tip: belly up to the bar and order appetizers). The main event (ie the entrees) usually consists of the restaurant's rightly famous French pepper steak, a toothsome slab of beef in a succulent sauce. If you don't do red meat, the salmon and the king crab legs are right behind it (read: terrific). Portions are the size of the state of Alaska and the noise level is high (though no-one seems to care).