Three decades strong, Bone’s remains Atlanta’s finest steakhouse. After an impeccably dressed host steers you through the grainy dimness of the dining room to your table, settle in for a timeless chophouse meal: gin martinis, slightly dirty, or a bottle from the encyclopedic wine list; lump crab salad or buttery beef carpaccio; and grits fritters or corn pudding alongside the epic dry-aged, bone-in ribeye.