The 43rd Restaurant

This was my first time went there during lunch. The food was delicious and nice view of downtown.

Like every restaurant on the top floor of a downtown high rise … Food sucks but views rock. Go for drinks only and maybe appetizers if you’re hungry.

Great views, but not a lot else to commend at 43^rd restaurant. The interior looks dated and service was poor. Prices are pretty high for the quality of the food. My husband’s $ 12 club sandwich was exactly what anyone could make at home. My burger was ordered medium well and came raw, red, and mushy inside. The edges were cooked ok so I just ate around be outside and left the middle, because our waitress was MIA as soon as she took our order so i didn’t get a chance to send it back and didn’t want to hunt her down and make a fuss in front of our friends. Oven fries were inedible and not cooked in the middle. My friend had the fish tacos, which looked unappealing and came in what were obviously store both tortillas with traditional taco toppings like shredded cheddar cheese that don’t go with fish tacos. She said the fish didn’t taste fresh. Literally the only good thing about this place was the awesome view of downtown. I won’t be back.
To top it all off, there was a dead cockroach belly up on the floor near our table. A busboy noticed it, grimaced at it, and left it there. Gross.

I visited this establishment for a retirement party, so I can only give kiddos to the facility. It’s a shame I don’t known my own city a little better than I do. Due to the architecture of this spot, the host was able to pull off a very elegant party. There was a bar and sitting area. A separate room with a dance floor. The food was in a separate room as well. There was also a separate room just for dinning. Finally the balcony provided a great view of downtown — Houston.

This was the worst meal I had in Houston. Heck, the food court at the Galleria was better than this!
The restaurant is located on the 43^rd floor of a dated and dingy office building. It offers an awesome view of the city and the side of the building next door. However, that view is not enough to save it from the horrible food and drinks.
Appetizers were served on a steam tray. Crab cakes were lukewarm and had pieces of the shell baked in. There were also some mystery items in the shape of brown balls. Pass on these at all costs. The drinks were ok but, they were on the watered down side.
I had a white fish entrée in some kind of cranberry sauce. The fish had a taste of very heavy previously frozen. The cranberry sauce was all color with no flavor. Before this entrée, I was subjected to a yellowing mediocre garden salad. I couldn’t finish my food — I went to McDonald’s afterward to supplement this meal.
1 star simply because I had to give at least 1; +1 star for the view. Otherwise, pass like a hot potato!

The 43^rd Restaurant is, to be honest, not that great. Nothing about it is particularly bad, but nothing about it, besides the view, actually stands out at all.
There for a company sponsored lunch, we had a private room that was decked out in ostrich leather and wood paneling. It was all topped off by a mirrored ceiling. I was amused by the décor, sort of like how I get amused by slap bracelets.
I had the grilled salmon with steamed veggies and rice. The salmon was fresh, the veggies were good, and the rice was, well, rice.
Overall, it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t great. In the end, I left thinking, «Man, glad I wasn’t paying.»

I don’t want to give The 43^rd two stars. That seems so mean, considering they didn’t do anything to personally offend me. It’s just the sad, pitiful truth.
This restaurant is located on the less-​busy end of downtown, the end that shuts down at night. There’s no parking lot to speak of; you park in an office building’s parking garage a block away and then hoof it through the deserted downtown streets. Luckily they validate at the restaurant. Those two things right there are a strike against it, but with the proper marketing, I feel they could overcome their bum location. I had never heard of the place before February, and I keep my ear pretty close to the ground when it comes to restaurants. It’s like this place doesn’t want to be found…
It’s called The 43^rd because it sits perched upon the 43^rd floor of the Wedge Tower downtown. The one thing that they undeniably have going for them is their view. They have an utterly smashing, fantastic view of the city, especially at night. They even have a rooftop deck that doesn’t have seating (way too windy) but is great for milling around on and having a drink before you’re seated.
The décor inside the restaurant is… let’s see. The best way to put this? Is that obviously someone repaired their flux capacitor because it’s a total time warp back to ’85. Mirrored ceilings, tacky 80s color scheme, that black lacquered crap with neon backlighting on the bar… the whole nine yards. You really do expect to see Alexis Carrington swanning around at the next table while you’re eating there.
The food is okay, but decidedly uninspired. I had the distinct feeling the entire time that I was eating something that had come out of a chafing dish. It was wedding food. And I don’t mean that in a good way. The desserts had that kept-​inside-​the-​fridge-​for-​a-​few-​days taste to them. And last but not least, the waiter brought me a glass of white wine after I asked very clearly for a pinot noir. Basics, people. Basics When you’re paying $ 60 to $ 70 per person, you should really be getting something better than warming tray chicken and random glasses of wine you didn’t order.
Oof. I want to like The 43^rd, but they need to step it up a whole lot of notches first. In the meantime, I think I’ll just drag out-​of-​towners up there for the view and a glass of wine — white? red? who knows what you’ll get! — at the bar, and then hit a nicer spot for dinner afterwards.