Mike raced back from Philadelphia so we could play on Friday, and tonight we went out to dinner at Flemings in Walnut Creek.
Flemings is sort of hidden away on the second floor of the parking structure next to the Century 16. They have a mostly hidden door on the ground level, next to World Market at the corner of California and Mount Diablo. It’s worth you time to find the place, though.
We drove in, and dropped the car with the valet ($7.00). I made our reservation on opentable.com, as always. Although we were two or three minutes early, Mike and Linda were already there and enjoying their wine. More than 20 years, and I’ve never gotten anywhere first.
The facility is very much old-time steakhouse–very dark, thick carpets, dark woods, heavy silver and china. I went to places just like this with my parents when Eisenhower was president. It makes me want to order a perfect Manhattan, just like dad did. I settled for iced tea, like dad should have.
The Sunday night special is salad, prime rib, one side dish and dessert all for $30. (we aren’t fooled by the $29.95 now, are we?) That’s what we were there for, and that’s what we all had.
The salad is just a salad, nothing to write about.
The prime rib is special:
My meat was perfectly done; a tender, aged slice of meaty perfection. I don’t eat a lot of beef, so if I’m going to indulge it should be with something this good.
Each meal comes with a choice of side dish, and each side is more than big enough to share. We had the creamed corn, creamed spinach, asparagus and the potatoes au gratin. They were all excellent.
There are the usual choices of hyper-caloric desserts, capped by the lava cake (which counts as two desserts). Linda and I, serious chocolate lovers. chose that. Gail had some ice cream and berries and Mike had the cheesecake. Nobody was disappointed.
This is a hard deal to beat. After Labor Day, I think the price goes up to $39.95 and that will STILL be a good deal. Flemings isn’t good if you’re on a serious heart healthy diet, but it’s a great place to fall off the wagon.