Turf Supper Club — Restaurant in San Diego

This little place, that looks like the apartment complex from "A Time of Wine And Roses" (Jack Lemon. Depressing! But such a classic.) and bears the kitschy-cute cartoon of two race horses in 1940's costumes, slow-dancin'... Well, with that run-on-sentence, you might have already guessed:

This place is more than meets the eye and then some.

While the exterior hints at its vintage, war-era roots, the interior is a beautiful clash of decades gone by: the crimson lighting washes everything in ruby tones, from the 1960's juke, to the 1940's (but re-upholstered in the 1970's) booths, to a bar that defies all chronological category. I mean, there's a babydoll with a goatee riding a majestic horse sculpture. No seriously. He's awesome.

So maybe, like me, you come for a nice drink and a steak. If you're a lucky duck like me, you have a significant other/friend that actually LIKES cooking, let alone can cook something without burning down a city block, and the rest is history.

The prices for drinks are reasonable, as is the food if you arrive during happy hour. Even if you don't, it's still worth while to step back in time and enjoy the fun of a supper club. Yeah, you grill your food yourself, but I'll be damned if that's not part of the charm.

So go in, have yourself a bloody Mary (the best ones in town, in my opinion) throw a steak on the grill (might I suggest with a side of bleu cheese crumblies?) and watch some TCM, which is almost always on the TV's behind the bar. That last bit may not be for everyone, but it certainly floats my boat. Remember that movie I mentioned before with Jack Lemon? I saw that on TCM while sippin' a bloody. Ironic, if you know the film.

Anyhow, if you haven't been, give it a swing, will ya? It's one of my favorite places in San Diego, a little local's gem. The staff are some of the nicest around, too, so go on! Have a little fun at my favorite...

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Well, really it’s a bar & grill; but the food is superior to most restaurants I’ve been to. Some people come here to drink, but I come here just to eat. Can’t beat the prices and the quality of the ingredients. And they have a wonderful grill, which not only cooks great, but offers a fun & inviting experience.

And you get to prepare it just how you like it, which makes the meal feel special in a way. If you don’t cook it the best your first time, you can learn a lot from observation ; there’s some pretty adept grillers that have developed over the years of coming here. I learned to grill my buns, tomatoes, and onions that way; and to melt the cheese on my burger.

Make sure you don’t burn the garlic bread (or the burger buns if u choose to grill them)! only takes 1-2 mins to cook. Also, it’s better to undercook a steak than overcook it, because you can always grill it a bit longer. The ribeye/filet are better than most steakhouses, you wanna cook them just right!

This place has been here since 1950. A staple on the map that hopefully continues to stand the...

My girlfriend and I went here to celebrate my birthday after work. I was wearing sandals and was allowed in by the door staff member, after having a drink at the bar I closed my tab and we took a seat in the dining area. After placing our order the waitress told me that the patrons across the room “had a direct shot” at my foot and requested I place my feet on the ground (I had been sitting on my leg) Keep in mind to see my foot the other patrons would have been looking underneath the table and in doing so up my girlfriends skirt. At this point we proceeded to get up and leave without our food. When I returned months later I was told that I had to pay for the food that we ordered on the aforementioned birthday dinner that we never received or ate. Any one that has been here knows the food is not cooked when they bring it to you and would have been quite readily returned to the fridge. In conclusion this place stinks on ice and I don’t really find it necessary for me to keep my feet placed firmly on the ground for the pleasure of man bun and grotesque piercing sporting hipsters. Bu yao! P.S....