The House of Prime Rib has been slinging mad cow for over 60 years. It’s survived countless food movements, diet fads and busted bubbles solidifying itself as a San Francisco food landmark. They do one thing here. They do it well. And, they do it over 600 times a night. This place is a meat machine catering to special occasions, large groups, old-timers, date nighters and plenty of gapers that have tipped off by a network of hotel concierges that are rumored to be on the take.
Everything considered, the HOPR could be the greatest venue of all time for boys night. The drinks are stiff, the waiters are loose and there is only one main course to choose from – salt cured prime rib sliced table side out of custom meat zeppelins. You choose the cut, how you’d like it prepared and pick a couple of sides (creamed spinach, baked potato and Yorkshire pudding) and that’s it. Order the largest martini you’ve ever had, a couple of bottles of wine and feel free to get as tossed as you want. You won’t be alone. And, if by the end of your meal, you haven’t had enough fleshy, salty goodness, your waiter will have the meat zeppelin sent back to your table for a slice of beef on the house.
Watch Anthony Bourdain enjoy the “meat palace”











