Rockefeller’s Grille

Wow! is all I can say… This place sure does feed you. I would give it a 3.5 realistically. But you will leave here full, because they feed you a gargantuan amount of food, dont believe me… get the cal-​zone– my lord I never knew you could put that much bread, cheese, meat, and vegetables in a package– It was really, truly glutinous if we would have eaten it all.
I got the steak w/​zucchini planks, i believe my friend go the same thing. It was good experience, I definitely ate too much since I naturally don’t know my limits… so I left in pain, but that doesn’t mean you have to.
The location is off the beaten path in Kennedy township, to which I never go, but decided to make the trek after a coworker recommended it.
The inside was busy, a little rustic, and also catered to a more middle-​aged crowd. Still, if I am super hungry I think I would come again.
Warning: the steak cal-​zone is more of an italian steak than a cheese steak, so dont be surprised. It is a lot better with hot sauce– AND is still great as leftovers.

First time here and ordered the full slab of ribs and it was tender, tasty, just all around goodness. The crab soup was delicious and so was the fried zucchini.

Why can’t I vote no stars? This place sucked. I’m from NYC (don’t hold that against me, I’m no snob but I do know food and service), but come here frequently to visit my parents in corraopolis. Had dinner in the past at Rocckafellas and it was was marginal but fine. Had dinner tonight and you must be kidding! Service was horrendous, even though not that crowded. When I complained mildly the manager Greg came over and managed to get our salad and bread (after almost 45 minutes still no real food). But first the waitress gave us total attitude that I ratted her to the worthless manager who was ultimately unhelpful and unaccountable and never came back. Second when the entrees finally arrived, I had baked stuffed shrimp ($ 18+ prob highest on menu). Now I admit it is my fault for not just ordering a burger or sandwich, but can’t they try just a little. For my $ 18+ I got 4 tiny shrimp (12’s, 10’s) with some lame crabmeat stuffing and a ton of butter. Everyone at our table thought the meal sucked. Pasta with sausage special had 4 slices of sausage in it. This place will soon go out of business, as it should! Unless fools just keep buying into this crap! Really a shame that it used to be a good restaurant.

This is by far my favorite place to go, you gotta try their Italian Hoagie, steak salad, etc. the food and the friendly service are great ! They really get it ! They know how to make you wanna come back.

God f*****g d******!!! Do they ever like to show off here or is it just me? Ha lemme tell you what… It’s not just me. Wow. Shoooooow offs with heavy emphasis on the word off because every light in that place is off. They have you sitting in a restaurant about as well lit as an undiscovered bat cave in Serbia. Don’t even know if there are bat caves in Serbia to be honest but if there are then they definitely look like this place. Food was great and the ranch was the best ranch I’ve ever had but the time there was ruined by the lights showing OFF. I’ve heard of people showing off but now lights? Come on. This is getting ridiculous just how many show offs I’m running into that now even home appliances such as lights are showing off. Get out of my face with that ill stuff! I’m the most ill boy doing it right now (not even lying, I’m very good) so when a person or a light tries to show off in my face I quickly throw down with them. I was really mad almost the entire time I was there so for that… 5 stars. I respect a place that can keep me pissed off for my entire stay. I will be back.

1 star is being kind. Service was terrible, she stood there talking to other guests instead of taking care of the needs of our table. The zucchini same out over fried ad tasting like fish. The bread tasted and smelled like yeast. I ordered the Italian hoagie, the bread on it as well came out harder than the wood on the table and the French fries also tasted like fish. I’m sick to my stomach after eating there. NEVER WILL I GO BACK TO THIS DUMP!

We absolutely loved it! Had the calamari and it was amazing. Between 2 of us I think it was gone in 5 minutes. And then the wings. Oh my the wings. Those were amazing also. Our server was great. Right on top of things. Didn’t have to ask for anything. He had it all ready and there. We are making this a regular place! Also, on Monday’s, they have 45¢ wings and $ 2 beer. Can’t get better than that, right? :)

Love, love, love the Stuffed Eggplant Parmesan. Fresh salad and great bread!
Husband had the English Baked Cod. Cooked to perfection. Great flavor.

Have been here several times. I usually have their Italian Hoagie or the Ribs & Chicken. Both are good choices. If you go away Hungary it’s your own fault.

Haven’t been to Rockefeller’s in a long time, but with giving up on dealing with getting into Pgh with the Fort Pitt Tunnels closed, this was an easy navigation out of there & across the McKee’s Rocks Bridge.
I love fresh lemon to spray overtop of fried zucchini! Hand breaded & served with their pasta sauce & I asked for ranch as well.
I got the fried Buffalo Chix Salad & Katie had the Portabella Mushroom Salad. I’m not a fan of the ‘shrooms, but Katie loved it, saying it reminded her of a salad she gets on vacation. My Buffalo Chix Salad was fab — the garlic toast is always appreciated to eat with the ruffage :) Portions are large & in charge.
4 stars simply because I do think the prices are a little steep for certain items — $ 16 for a Sampler Platter doesn’t jive with me — but the food is quality & service today was great. I definitely recommend their homemade Wedding Soup that they have daily.

Great location, plenty of parking, excellent décor — perfect for family — sports bar! I travel for wings and although their wings are not the best I have had all the other entities come together to put them over the top! Homemade dressing tells me someone takes pride in their food! Hats off!

I’ve been going to Rockefeller’s since it opened. I’ve always loved the food and had a great time catching up without fiends and family. Until the recent years. I get it, it is a local hang out, but the treatment my husband and I have received while visiting my parents the last few times, especially today is flat out awful and embarrasses me as a local. Today we went in to grab a quick bite. All of the tables in the bar area were reserved. That’s fine, we decided to wait for a seat at the bar. They kindly let us sit at a reserved table while we waited. Not wanting to waste the waitresses time my husband went to the bar to get us drinks, while I sat back and watched things unfold.
The bar tender blatantly ignored him for no fewer than five minutes. What was she doing? Chatting to an off duty co worker. Remember, I’m a local so while I’ve moved away and she didn’t know me I knew exactly what was going on. Then when he asked for drinks she snapped that we needed to use the waitress. My husband stopped her from walking away and explained the situation. He ordered me water and then asked about the draft selection. She quite rudely directed him to read the signs. I was appalled. Not knowing I’d heard (heck everyone could hear) he came over to see me. At that point we decided to leave.
If you’re a local, go here and enjoy. If not, good luck getting service at the bar. A table might work, but locals will still win.

Great food. Huge portions. Tastes home made. Good prices. Good beer selection. Great service. Would come back.

My girlfriend and I attempted to make this our regular place to eat and drink Monday nights. The special is 45¢ wings and $ 1.99 Yuengling drafts from 7 – 10. Wings are great, appetizers are great, beers are great. What KILLS this review is the service. I’m not sure if it is because my girlfriend and I are of the younger crowd (mid-​twenties), or the people there are just that rude. But, every time we visited, the blonde bartender took AT LEAST ten minutes to greet us and another ten to get our drinks. To add onto all of this, some times you can’t get a seat in the bar (the only place the beer and wings special applies) they allow HIGH SCHOOL KIDS to sit in the bar area and cause a ruckus. What a shame cause the food is great.

I love this place, never had a bad experience here. Food is always good and hot. Also have a good draft selection.

Brought my mom here (at her request) for her birthday. Maybe it was because her birthday happens to be on New Years Eve. I don’t know. But both food and service that night were really bad.
My boyfriend ordered steak and it was 90% gristle. I ordered shrimp scampi and pasta. Both shrimp and pasta were very, very overdone.
My mom’s pork was literally just pork. Plain, unsauced, un-​spiced pork tenderloin slices.
It must have been the poor waitress’s first day because she didn’t know the menu very well and was unable to answer substitution questions.
The only reason that I gave Rockefeller’s Grill two stars instead of one is that I went there once before and had pretty good wings at their outdoor area overlooking the city. That was a decent experience. Maybe we just ordered off the wrong part of the menu. Still, in my opinion, there shouldn’t BE a wrong part of the menu.

Horrible service 3 times in a row.
Management does not care.
I will never return there!

I guess it is appropriate that this restaurant be named after the grandiose, Mr J.D. Rockefeller. As if there is one thing I can say about the food here, especially the sandwiches, is impressive.
Atmosphere — A little sterile, a-​la-​new diner with oak accents in a clean, non threatening style. This establishment is located in a new-​ish strip mall with ample parking out front.
Service — Friendly and prompt. The waiter made sure to run to the back for each calzone ordered, as this is a made to order item, ensuring all food arrived at the same time. Tea refills were fast and efficient.
Food — One word… huge! I know Pittsburgh is all about the large portions, but this place goes a little crazy with a few of the menu items (view pics… especially the «Pittsburgh Style»…see the fork on the plate for scale). Based on a prior Unilocal reviewer, Darren W, I ordered the Italian Calzone. I am glad I did. This massive ‘Zone arrived to my table piping hot with all the good Italian meats I just can’t find down here in Charlotte, NC. It is definitely good for two people or one person, as in my case (I ate the other half on the drive back home). I especially enjoyed the dough of the calzone. It was light (as in not greasy) and slightly sweet in almost a pepperoni roll kind of way (another thing I can not get in Charlotte).
Overall — There is definitely excellent value here and the food is very tasty. I hope to visit this place again just to see how good everything else is on their extensive menu.

John D. Rockefeller was a complex man. He was a philanthropist whose generosity helped wipe out hookworm and yellow fever to some. To others (like my subversive self) he was a greedy oil baron and monopolist who was instrumental in the creation of Corporate America and the rise of wealth inequality. According to the website, this bar ‘n grill, hidden in a suburban shopping center, is named after him. Perhaps Zinn’s Eats doesn’t have the same ring to it.
Anyway, what you’ll find upon strolling in is a huge bar with about a dozen televisions on and a roomy dining area. Rockefeller’s rather spiffy, vast menu ranges from typical fried munchies, sandwiches, burgers, barbeque and salads to ritzier steak, seafood, and Italian options. Rockefeller’s props up their barbeque fare, and being that I’m often in search of the ultimate ribs, I almost went with a half rack, but with my cash flow being a little tight until next Friday, Kay and I got clever.
Enter Rockefeller’s dinosaur of a calzone. Hey even they tell ya it’s «enough for two,» and it is. Only the insane gluttons among ye should tackle this goliath of dough unaided. It comes in several varieties, the one we chose being of the Italian persuasion, meaning its insides were comprised of that Holy Trinity of Italian meats; pepperoni, cappicola, and salami. Tomato sauce, onions, and either mozzarella or provolone cheese (I’m leaning towards mozzarella, but I didn’t ask and am not 100% sure) round it out. The fresh dough is brushed with garlic butter just prior to service, making it an instant classic with an inaugural whiff, let alone chomp. Kay and I both swore there was beer involved either in the crust or the sauce since we tasted it throughout.
The flavors and juices gushed out as we attacked with our knives and forks, steamy, tangy, ample meats and sauce overwhelming our palates. A worthy beast, it was not defeated easily.
Our appetizer was downright offbeat. Someone got the idea to take softened red tortilla chips, fill them with peppers and ground beef, fold them over, and serve them with sour cream to dip them in. Mino Tacos are what Rockefeller’s calls ‘em, and I call ‘em a rip snortin’ kickstart of a starter. Maybe they’ll become the next microwaveable sensation, ruling the frozen foods sections of supermarkets nationwide.
Desserts, like close to everything else Rockefeller’s serves, are made in– house, there is a legion of them. Kay got the 7 Layer Cake, I got the Oreo Delight, and we traded off on ‘em.
One of the extraordinarily moist cakes ever, The 7 Layer Cake is a luxurious chocolate batter cake with vanilla pudding as mortar and white frosting on stop. It is to make the case for milk as a beverage. Cold milk. Ice cold.
The Oreo Delight is a variation of a dessert I’ve had a number of times before, and this may be the best incarnation I’ve had to date. It has the Oreo crust, the mousse-​like interiors, the whipped cream. Its texture angelic, its flavor demonic, one could OD on the OD.
You see, restaurants can in fact make their own desserts and make a lot of them. Rockefeller’s demonstrates that.
And get this, Amy, our hoot of a waitress and a damn good one at that, told us they were running short on them today. Imagine what they have when they’re at full strength dessertwise.
Rockefeller’s has been secretly kicking ass in McKees Rocks for 13 years now. Let the ass-​kicking be a secret no longer. Guy Fieri, you must come here. I know I want to try those ribs next time. I need a rendezvous with BBQ.