This place is famous for a reason. It’s not just because it’s beautiful inside, or because Anthony Bourdain visited here when he came to SF – it’s because it’s absolutely delicious. Simple, home cooked flavors done right, that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
The atmosphere is set when you walk in. Warm wood-paneled walls, rich carpet and dimmed lighting. It’s instantly a date night with whomever you brought, and the meal is intimate.
They start you off at the bar. We had some cocktails and then headed to our table.
First course is salad and bread. Warm sourdough loaf with butter and a tastey salad that is spun and mixed before your eyes.
Vegetarians be warned, this is a very meaty-licious post from here on out. And I am salivating just remembering it. After the salad you pick your entree. The menu is easy, you only have to choose 2 things: mashed or baked potato and how large of meat piece you want. They have four sizes ranging from smallest, to thin cut to king size (literally, it’s call King Henry VIII).
The meat is slow cooked with a simple rub and cut by the master butchers in their magic bullets (or warmers if you haven’t been here). No matter the cut you get the meat melts in your mouth. I mean melts. Matched with the creamed spinach and potatoes you are in such heaven you don’t even converse with your table buddies.
This plate basically says it all. Rich meat, with hearty sides. They don’t make much at the House of Prime Rib but what they do make is phenomenal.
And its not just me or my plate who think so, this article calls it one of the best steakhouses in the country.
By the end you are so fat and happy that you go home and straight to bed.