One Market Restaurant/Mark 'n Mike's NY Style Deli

I had dinner here for a large event. The food here knocked my socks off. I finished the entire plate of beef, mash, and asparagus. The chocolate raspberry dessert was also fabulous. Every bite was moist, flavorful and had the right temperature of being hot from the kitchen. The texture was not dry and melted as I placed my fork through it. The bread was warm and was perfect with the butter. Hands down I was very impressed with the food and I left a happy diner. The restaurant was busy on a Tuesday evening.

Atmosphere: 5

Food: 5

Service: 5

Company offsite dinner. Food was delicious. Team was easy to work with.

Atmosphere: 5

Food: 5

Service: 5

Authentic American restaurant with views of the Embarcadero, they made absolutely the best Irish coffee I’ve ever had in my life. They make it with espresso! If I could give it 10 stars, I would.

Atmosphere: 5

Food: 5

Service: 5

Recommended dishes: Bradley's Caesar Salad

It pains me to write this review after the many wonderful meals we've had at One Market. Took my bestie in for her birthday lunch last week, a longstanding tradition. We noticed that they do a special French Dip on Fridays, so that's what we ordered. When our food arrived I was surprised that the sandwiches were served cold. Cold bread, cold (but beautifully rare) beef, and strangest of all, tepid jus - which was not jus but a thick demi-glace. We each took a bite before realizing the extent of the coldness. I motioned our server over and asked if it was meant to be served cold and she assured us it was not and sent it back to the kitchen. When our plates were returned to us the bread (with our bites taken out of it) was still cold, but the meat had been sort of half-heated in a lot of the demi-glace so it was a saucy mess on a cold baguette. The demi-glace on the side was still cold and in the time it took to re-do, our French fries were cold. So I called the server over again, nicely pointed out the issues, and asked for our sandwiches to be remade. She was, again, apologetic. When the new plates were brought out the temperature was correct, but the whole thing was just the opposite of delightful. The demi-glace was thick and salty and the meat was pre-sauced and drippy. Our server said the oddest thing a couple of times - "Thank you for teaching us how to do our jobs." I couldn't tell if she was sincere, or just being super passive aggressive. She mentioned that the chef was out that day, but I find it hard to believe that none of the others working in the kitchen had ever prepared a sandwich before. She did comp our dessert- the famously delicious butterscotch pudding. But even that had an oddly broken texture, not the creaminess of the past. Overall, a disappointing experience.

I love the restaurant & its menu & dishes. But I feel disrespected by One Market since we made reservations for Friday, Jan 24 @ 5:30 for my birthday. When we showed up on time the restaurant was closed for a private event. Supposedly they had called those with reservations to cancel. I received no call & only got an email RE cancellation that evening at 9:30pm. We had to go elsewhere to find a dinner place. I was very angry to be treated so shabbily!

Service: 1

First thing i noticed was a wet bar rag at eye level several inches from our table. Thankfully, it was removed a few minutes later without my having to ask. The (lunch) menu is very limited. Deli-style sandwiches are approximately the same price as the five or six entrees. I ordered grilled trout which was accompanied by broccoli rabe (which i had forgotten how much i disliked the flavor of). The fish was presented in a vinaigrette sauce that i had assumed would be on the vegetable. This and the smoke from the grill were all that i could taste. The trout seemed like it would have been good in a different setup. Prices were reasonable. Dessert was forgettable. This place needs rethinking after 30+ years.

Atmosphere: 3

Food: 3

Service: 3

On December 26, my friend was married and chose this restaurant for her small wedding dinner. I called the restaurant, confirmed their reservation, spoke to their sommelier and ordered a bottle of sparkling wine to be served as they arrived as a surprise gift. She took my information, name, credit card, and note I wanted to pass along to them and promised me she would execute this.

I waited all night and heard nothing from the bride. I finally asked her if she received anything, she informed me she did not.

I called the restaurant and spoke to their server who was apologetic but said he knew nothing of the request as the sommelier didn’t pass the message along to anyone. He found my information written down, which also means she left my credit card information out for anyone to see or steal.

I’m appalled that the person whose JOB it is to sell wine at a restaurant made this error. This was a monumental occasion for my friend and not only did she drop the ball but she was also careless with my financial information.

Do not trust this restaurant to follow through with requests and do not trust them with your financial information as the clearly are careless with it.

Service: 1

This is not in any respect a New York style delicatessen. They don’t even serve corned beef. The pastrami is thick cut surrounded by lots of fat and gristle. And forget about the latkes. They’re shaped like frozen hockey pucks and taste equally as bad. Not at all recommended.

Atmosphere: 2

Food: 1

Service: 3

There's a moment when you first walk into One Market, past the tired décor and beneath suspiciously spotted ceiling tiles, when your instincts whisper: "Run." You should listen to those instincts. I didn't, and so I found myself spending Thanksgiving evening watching my holiday dinner expire in real time.

Many restaurants choose to remain closed on Thanksgiving, perhaps understanding that holiday service requires a special kind of orchestration. One Market should have joined their ranks. Instead, they offered an exhibition of how to transform a celebration into an endurance test, beginning with a hostess who held us in limbo while she finished a phone call and graciously informed us which side of our table we were to occupy.

The three-course prix fixe menu arrived at a pace that suggested each dish was being sourced from a different time zone. Ninety minutes into our reservation, we had been served exactly one course, sustained only by miserly pours from a perfunctory wine list. The chicken liver pâté, served as an amuse-bouche, proved to be neither amusing nor particularly edible, earning a single tentative bite before being abandoned.

When the main courses finally emerged from their long journey through kitchen purgatory, they ranged from the merely uninspired to the actively hostile. A pork loin – the evening's sole bright spot after being returned for its first, worryingly pink appearance – showed that someone in the kitchen at least understood the concept of seasoning. Everything else suggested that same person had called in sick.

Our server's finest moment came when we requested our desserts to go. The speed with which he produced both the check and our boxed desserts suggested that efficiency was possible here – it just needed to be motivated by the prospect of departure. Perhaps One Market shows better on ordinary days, but after an evening that felt like a dress rehearsal for purgatory, I'm disinclined to find out.

Atmosphere: 3

Food: 2

Service: 2

It’s a completely standard mid-century-wanna-be brown and black new-American white-apron joint, frequented by folks wearing suit-jackets over unbuttoned top-button blue shirts. You probably know the type of place, with old jazz standards playing and the dirtiest martinis on the block.

Whether or not that’s your thing, though, doesn’t really matter. What matters is that the Reuben is absolutely epic in *quality* (more important than size). Perfectly griddled rye bread, stupidly tender pastrami, and a beautiful balance of acid, sweetness, and fattiness. The meat is sliced thicker than most, but it’s a convincing argument for adjustment to the genre. Everything at this joint is solid, but the Reuben is worth five stars by itself.

Atmosphere: 4

Food: 5

Service: 5

Recommended dishes: Fries, Reuben Sandwich

We tried the SF Restaurant Week menu, and it was just marvelous: the flounder was juicy and light at the same time, the salad was generously dressed with pistachios and dried cranberries... I believe that we had a new team member for a server though since he forgot to serve the pancetta vinaigrette separately. Oh well :) No serious complaints though - the greeter (the hostess?) was cordial and smiling, the place is very elegant and blissfully quiet in spite of many guests, and the sitting is pretty ample. Highly recommend :)

Atmosphere: 4

Food: 5

Service: 4

Their "vegan option" was **literally** an entire head of cauliflower and nothing else. The chef should be embarrassed to even consider that as an "option".

Atmosphere: 3

Food: 1

Service: 3

We greatly enjoyed our server Paul D. He was genuine in all of his recommendations and very hospitable. Timely service and fantastic food, recommend for all.

Atmosphere: 5

Food: 5

Service: 5

I was missing some traditional Rosh Hashanah fare from my Chicago days, decided to check out options in the City. One Market Restaurant has been an institution in SF for decades and is apparently also now known as "Mark 'n Mike's NY Style Deli". Sounds a bit schizophrenic to me, but whatever. For the Jewish New Year High Holidays thus week they were serving a gourmet Rosh Hashanah dinner. Exactly what I was looking for. It hit the spot.

Atmosphere: 4

Food: 5

Service: 5

Recommended dishes: Matzo Ball Soup

Basically a very expensive sandwich shop in the shell of what used to be a good restaurant.

Atmosphere: 4

Food: 3

Service: 3