Go rogue at this swanky, DJ-tracked carnivore's lounge and order your 22oz T-bone with a side of in-the-know-only Tempura Green Beans, which comes tossed with the Japanese equivalent of ketchup -- furikake, a house-made concoction with seaweed and "Toasted Sesame", also what Jim Henson was calling his PBS show until execs forced him to replace Puff with Bert.

Ever seen a menu with the highest grade beef in the world? Ever seen a menu where it's priced per ounce? Well, now you can.

Your brand new SOMA beefery'll serve up a covert potato side of epic proportions: a mash with a 50/50 blend of butter and emulsion, plus a side of lightly-spiced duck confit gravy you can only get by mentioning the codeword "Quack", which is also a handy way to pwn dudes named Mr. Ducksworth when you quit their law firm.

You gotta love a menu separated into categories "Steak" and "Not Steak"

The oldest meat mecca in SF still hooks up one of the oldest steak standbys for beef-loving patrons who ask nicely: a stack of thinly sliced, cheesed up Idaho Russets slow-baked and topped with heavy whipping cream, also Prince's remix of his #1 hit during an intense S&M phase.

Feast your eyes on all their primal mains, plus a bangin' cow diagram to help you find where the chateaubriand comes from