Welcome to Buckhead, Atlanta's New York Prime steakhouse, an ages-old steakhouse that seems to exist out of time. Where even the old fashioneds are old-fashioned. I felt that I should need a smoking jacket to be allowed into this place.
Anyway, for a steakhouse that cares not for bullshit, I present a few pictures with less bullshit than most of my posts. (Still some bullshit, because I need to make them uniquely mine.)
|Bacon. It's what's for dinner.|
|Porterhouse for two, for one? Yes, please.|
"Hi, can I get a Porterhouse, one large fry, and one large
"Large fries, large onion rings...."
"No, one large fry, one large onion ring."