North of Fairbanks, in a nondescript, windowless building, no one is trying to lure in tourists. Instead, they slap down truckers portion's of prime rib, king crab, lobster, or prawns (that’s the entire menu), and no one worries about loud voices or spilled beer. The Miner’s Cut of prime rib is as thick as the rough-hewn planking covering the walls. It’s the energizing essence of a burly frontier culture.
- Frommer's Staff