555 Pine Street
San Francisco, CA 94108
San Francisco County
Phone: (415) 885-1464
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by Ignacio Westrick on People need to know that Golden Temple is the best spot in town. We lived in Brookline for years, stumbled across the place by mistake and never left. The bar tenders have always been top notch, remember your name and drink when you come back, make room at the bar for you, make you feel special. Drinks are very strong, the Golden Temple Mai Tai is a serious situation. The food is always good, huge menu, better than normal Chinese. This is the kind of place where you begin to feel at home, where everybody knows your name.
by Napoleon Rosan on This was my default place in Phiadelphia. Its a place where you can bring a hot date or your parents. The food is so fresh and tasty. Tare Tare- Incredible. Calamari salad- fresh, airy, and fulfilling. Lobster Mac - n Cheese- Classic. Great service. The Buzz Aldrin is always a fun drink to get in your in the mood for TANG! Its normally a great place for a Friday night to drink, but when the roof deck is open... EVEN BETTER! Its probably one of the only bars in Philly that have a roof deck. For some reason it hasn't caught on yet which I cant understand.
by Horace N. on From the first time I went here I was hooked. Hooked! This joint is a little grimy, a little sketchy, and it ain't much to look at, but it's not without its ambiance. I feel like the place should be in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn it's so "real hip-hop" (without the Bed-Stuy violence). It's a standard bar (they could use a better beer selection), some cheap peripheral seating, and the rest is all dance floor. Beautiful! The vibe is always hip hop--sometimes outdated--but the ethnic mix is like a Benetton ad. A girl or guy for you no matter your tastes, and I have a lot of tastes (and the ratio is always excellently close to 50-50). It ain't that prettied up Meat Packing or Chelsea crowd, but real hotties with real (non Gossip Girl) style do abound. Be forewarned girls, so do those creepy passive-aggressive dudes who before you know it have slithered up behind you on the dance floor and are air-butt-humping you. Luckily they buckle and cower under the slightest sign of rejection. I close out the night here nearly every single Thursday night (and I've grown to recognize a lot of regular faces). Love it. If you're just looking to drink and dance free of hipster douche bags, testosterone boys, and faux glamor girls, bOb might be the only spot in NYC. It stays real. It stays dope.
