Poor Grandpa. By the time you pick him up from the Retirement Castle or drag him off the golf course, you and the rest of your family have argued your appetites away deciding where to take him for dinner. Of course, he'll accept whatever you pick, but he always mutters about the Place Located Along the Interstate, and the time you took him to that hot new tapas restaurantwell, there's only so many times you can tell the man, "They're called small plates because they aren't big." So what does Grandpa really want? Honestly? A nice steak and the Cardinals on TV. Give him both with a touch of class at the new Mike Shannon's. The steaks are massive, the potatoes ethereal and the baseball memorabilia so plentiful that Grandpa will run out of stories before the entres arrive. It's expensive, yes, but doesn't Grandpa deserve a treat? After all, he's had to deal with you and your parents, all these years.