The thing with going out for a good steak is there's really no need to do that these days depending on where you live. We can get exactly the same quality beef as most steakhouses (without getting into ultra high-end cuts like MS9 or A5 Wagyu sort of thing that retailers typically don't carry) and *we can cook a steak as well as any steakhouse can to our exact liking at home because it's not a rocket science. Sure, going with friends to a steakhouse is a good social outing, their range of entrees and sides are normally great, and if there's going to be things like 1.75kg Tomahawks involved to be shared it's definitely the way to go, but there's no need to go to a steakhouse to get a good 350gr (or 12oz) nicely marbled piece of steak. Even if you lived in butt-fuck nowhere in Thailand, places like Passion Delivery can sort you out.
Not sure if you've spent any real time in England but I can tell you they don't typically eat that full brekkie at home because it's simply too much work cooking and plating the fucking thing! 3 or 4 items from it would be far more common, and the full Monty with about 8 items on the plate is reserved for when some other bastard who gets paid to do it is doing the cooking and washing up!
The English love of curry thing, in my opinion, comes from when the Pubs kick you out at closing time but being complete geniuses, everyone decides more booze is most definitely required so it's off to the nearest Curry house which never seems to be more than a few paces from any Pub (those sneaky fucking Bangla's ) and then the drinking can continue for another hour or two over Chicken tika masala, prawn vindaloo, and garlic naan bread. If smart enough to know it's time to go home, the nearest Kebab shop which will also be within spitting distance of the Pub is plan B.
*we = Not you Chitty.