In the heart of Portland, where hipsters and food trends come and go like seasonal rain showers, there stands a culinary institution that has remained gloriously, stubbornly unchanged – Clyde’s Prime Rib Restaurant and Bar.
This isn’t some newfangled farm-to-table concept with deconstructed everything served on a wooden plank.
No, this is the real deal – a place where meat is the star, chandeliers hang unapologetically from the ceiling, and the booths are so red and plush they practically whisper, “Stay awhile, have another Manhattan.”
Let me tell you something about prime rib – it’s not just dinner, it’s an event…