Truly a step back in time to what the SF Valley is all about. If you're one of the people who enjoys valley hot spots like Senor Fred's, Cafe Cordial, or that crappy sushi bar on coldwater/ventura, then this is NOT the place for you. The Oyster House is a step into the valley's rich past. The decor, the gentry, and the vibe is old school. A time warp in the era of the valley before it knew the yuppies, and homes were closer to 100k. Upon parking in the back lot, you enter into an outdoor bar/shack on your left. To your right reads a sign ""No Tanktops after 5pm"" - if you don't get that joke, get back in your car. The waitress who sat us had only a rasp left for a voice, and we sat in classic bar stools with the formica covered (fake walnut) dining table. The waitress quickly brought the miller lights, along with delicious 75 cent oyster shooters. Within minutes the owner Herb from Miami befriended us, and told us of his history of over 35 years from it's inception. The food was good, had the Salmon, the wife had the Halibut. They don't rush you, and make you feel like part of the crowd who seem to have been patrons for years. A woman who sat down close to us, said she was taking her parents out for their anniversary, and the palm restaurant would not be an acceptable alternative. Bottom line, if you're looking for a slice of the valley of the past.. you know the one without the meat market, snooty attitude, then the Oyster House might just be the last restaurant in the valley to go. So Elmer Dills can shove his review up his wazzoo!!!
Pros: A nostalgic trip to the valley
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