by Rufina Bolay on I suppose The Prime Rib is sort of a love or hate restaurant, but I must say that I am firmly in the "love" camp. The food can be favorably compared to any other high end steakhouse, and I wholeheartedly recommend the $29 "mini" prime rib portion that's available on Sundays. If you have a hearty appetite and aren't getting any appetizers it might not be enough food, but it fits in perfectly as part of a three or more course meal. What really sets The Prime Rib apart from Morton's, Capital Grille and the like, though, is its unique decor and atmosphere. My girlfriend and I have typically been the only diners under 60 when we come here, but that's been just fine with us. The jackets-required, tuxedoed waiters, 1940s vibe might not be for everyone, but I've never been anywhere else in Philly that offers the same sort of experience, and I think it's quite enjoyable for a once-and-a-while, special occasion kind of a meal.
by Jose Pasqual on I was pretty skeptical about this place. I mean, come on, downtown LA, you would think this place is like in the ghetto area of downtown. but its not. i was brainstorming the idea of being it ghetto. But its not what i had expected online. when you go on their website, it will show you a picture of an actual pyramid and all kinds of cool computerized functions when you click on each and every level. (thought that was cool), to come fnd out, the mayan is not an actual pyramid shape building, its more like a regular sized building. The front looks like a an old vintage atmosphere. It's great and has wonderful decor and i love how they lay out the inside of the place. pretty unique. This place is pretty cool and a relaxed place. the crows was aight, there were so many levels inside this club. the dance floor is huge and the music is GREAT!!! This club is wonderful. Pros: great cielings, carvings and decor and of course the hip hop / reggae music. Cons: downtown LA
by Oriana J. on After 420 Lounge oh-so-wrongly dissed and dismissed us, we wandered a block down Amsterdamn to...this place. Over the course of three hours in no particular order, I; -Drank a pitcher of Cherry Wheat Sam Adams -Was invited to dance with this chick and...her mom to "Build me up, Buttercup" and "Since you've been gone" -Imbibed on several shots purchased by one metro-ish hedge fund banker -Had a drunken heart-to-heart with a BFF -Was offered blow in the bathroom (uh...no thanks, random skanks?!) -Made friends with a bachelorette party and the con artists who loved them. -Was banned by the bouncer for being "too hot" after flashing everyone outside the bar while smoking a drunken cig. -Made friends with a taxi full of Astorians (is that what they're called?) Bathrooms are cramped, tiny, and in the basement; stairs + alcohol = BAD MATH. Beer pong & buffalo wings in the back, the bar is always packed, the music is typical; think Top 40 hits combined with ironic drunken classics (Journey, Bon Jovi, etc.) Thanks, Jake's Dilemma...for making me feel like I was 19 again!
