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| - I'm torn between giving Prime Rib Steakhouse three and four stars and went with three because while I had a good experience and would recommend it, I'm not sure that I would go again.
My initial thought upon entering was that I liked the deep red walls. Elegant, but hip. I also noticed the funky/modern lighting above the bar area. Then, I noticed the very traditional and quaint lighting just across the room, above the main seating area. The fact that the styles of lights clashed so much might not bother most people, but I couldn't get over it. I think they should take out the more traditional little lamps and replace them with similarly modern lighting to uniform the place.
I went with my boyfriend. He was very excited about his prime rib...I had never ordered prime rib before! The first part of our meal was bread and butter, no complains there. I ordered a signature martini and he had a glass of zinfandel. I liked my martini (the pink orchid) but should have gone with wine to better accompany the steak, especially since I was drinking it throughout the course of meal as it was a bit on the sweet side, even for the drink's description.
The meal: The spinning salad bowl is totally unnecessary--a show that does not impress. Our server forgot her salad tossers which also "ruined the show" (her words). We were given chilled salad forks and salad plates straight from the freezer. Do people really care that their salad is getting warm? Because I am a person with sensitive teeth anyway, these little touches had the opposite effect on me--I could barely eat my salad--it was way TOO cold!
The prime rib-mobile (my boyfriend's term) came out after our salads and we watched the chef carve our cuts. I had the smallest option, the California Cut, and my boyfriend had one of the larger ones. The prime rib-mobile served our steaks and our sides and rolled away.
The verdict on the prime rib: good! Flavorful. I enjoyed it, but I am not a huge steak eater in general and only ate about half of my cut (which was the one for "lighter appetites" to begin with). When the server came to take our plates, she pointed at it with both hands and said "What happened?! Something went wrong?" I'm sure it's rare that people come to this place and don't finish most of their plates, but it's not like I barely touched it, and if I hadn't found what she said so funny, I would have found it awkward. I told her that I was saving room for dessert. (Another reason I was probably unique in this restaurant!)
For dessert we shared the chocolate cake, which they SHOULD advertise as a chocolate torte-lava cake. It came with ice cream and strawberries and was a very good ending. We finished it all even though we were both quite full.
Near the end of our meal, the prime rib-mobile got wheeled down the steps directly behind us by the chef, who apologized for the noise in advance. CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK....you'd think they could wait until everyone leaves to move the kitchen-on-wheels out of the way?
The servers were nice, the food was good, and the ambiance pleasant as well, though a little mis-matched! We didn't even realize that it was restaurant week. They had a good deal but there weren't many people in the restaurant taking advantage of it--there were probably 9 people total while we were there. Come on, Cleveland!
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