Dallas >Palm Restaurant
A friendly place! The people is friendly and the place is so cozy even it can get a bit crowded.
I came here only for drinks at the bar but it was a great time. Though there are only two seats at the bar, my brother and I were able to get them. The bartender is super nice and the glenfiddich pours are super generous. I highly recommend drinks here after work if you are in the area!
Good restaurant, nothing bad but nothing amazing. The Palm is kind of tucked in a unusual place down in the West End. It definitely has its very loyal regulars. I have never been amazed nor disappointed with a meal there. The service is consistent as is the food but I wouldn't classify it as mouthwatering. In many cities, I would probably give The palm more rave reviews but there are just too many good restaurants in Dallas, so I say it is good but IMO not the best.
Don't forget the seafood. If you don't feel like steak, The Palm has the best Halibut and Sea Bass in town.
Upscale steakhouse rewards high-profile patrons by immortalizing their likenesses in colorful caricatures..
With its Italian-tinged menu and playful artwork on the walls, this national chain (which got its start in 1926) maintains a congenial atmosphere even as corporate patrons use company credit cards to pay for 36-ounce New York strips or jumbo lobsters. Sitting in dark wood chairs placed at tables topped in white linen, suit-jacketed gents and ladies sup on prime steaks, chops and hearty portions of classic Old World dishes like spaghettini marinara and veal piccata.
The Palm, an Overall Great Choice!. As a frequent diner of The Palm in Dallas, as well as others around the US, I belive that The Dallas location ranks up there with the best. The food is always fabulous (LOVE the fact that they started offering a larger variety of fresh fish), the service is impeccable, and everyone from the bussers to management make you feel like you are a part of their family. While some are entitled to the opinion that the atmosphere is outdated with the hundreds of cariactures adorning the walls, it is a tradition carried on by all the Palms since they opened decades ago and I've even had the pleasure of seeing an "unveiling"...quite the comotion and excitement I must say. I can't wait for my next visit!
my first visit!. First, I think the "incredible picky" eater should stay home and order take out because he/she probably can't cook anyway. I've heard of The Palm, never been, but decided that my boyfriend and I would give it a try. It was great! We shared a 3lb. lobster, Filet and a great bottle of wine. Our waiter Michael was very professional, attentive and treated us like royalty!
Really Very Average.
I cut my steak teeth on The Palm and the Palm Too in NYC and The Palm in DC -- even enjoyed the Dallas outpost on several occasions in another life. Not tonight.
The positive: the Caesar salad was as good as any I've had (and I make a mean Caesar myself). The blizzard of romano or parmesean in the dressing clearly is the key.
The average: the wine list is unspectacular except in the mark-up. For summer, we stock the Chalone Chardonnay at home for about $21/btl. It was on "summer special" for $56. That mark-up is just not necessary. We chose red, and our waiter brought the 2004, not the 2003 Conn Creek cab that was listed, acting surprised that we noticed, as though one would pay the same price for two very different vintages. He returned, unapologetically, with the correct bottle and it was excellent.
Two of the three prime filet mignons consumed at our table had robust streaks of gristle in them that made it a bit tough - no pun intended - to navigate even with the gargantuan knives we were supplied. The broiled halibut was overcooked by several minutes, losing any juice or flavor it might otherwise have had. The steamed broccoli was perfectly tastless, the creamed spinach embarrassingly bland and the so-called hand-cut french fries so ordinary as to make one yearn for Chili's.
The cheesecake was as good as you might buy at Tom Thumb.
The service was slow, way beyond fashionable. I finally perched my Amex card on the corner of the table where it sat for a good 10 minutes before any of the waiters or management walking by took the hint and relieved us of an excessive amount of money for a really very average meal.
Alas, I miss The Palm of my youth. I took my daughters so this might be their introduction to the pleasures I've had in NYC and DC and, formerly, in Dallas. . In all, too bad. And, I won't even mention how bad the caricatures are, but I dare someone to actually name John McEnroe from looking at his "likeness" and not the name.
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