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Social Steakhouse

BY Riki Altman-Yee | November 27, 2016 | Feature Features

Scene with a side of meat is on the menu at Bourbon & Bones.
In the main dining room, a rare moment of stillness

It was only a matter of time before a hipster-friendly steakhouse arrived in Old Town. The moment we walked into Bourbon & Bones, my date and I knew we had entered that weird time continuum that leads a couple to wonder if they are standing out like Teslas at a penny- farthing collectors meetup. Asking for seats at the high-top tables around the bar could have scored us some points, but more than half of the tables in the dining room were open. No, we wanted a regular table, thank you very much, until we realized the bar area is where all the action takes place. Nicely dressed couples sit facing the street, getting the benefit of both fresh air from a very long open window space and longing glances from passersby. Depending on where they sat, they could even enjoy the sights and sounds of Crab & Mermaid Fish Shop, Square One Concepts’ other eatery, which shares Executive Chef Isaac Carter.

But it was too late. We were already seated smack-dab in the middle of the formal dining room, anchored by an eight-top of college-age blondes obsessively shooting selfies against a backdrop of red LED-lit wine displays, patterned banquettes and walls illustrated with sketches of meat. Besides, our backsides were already comfortably settled deep in the faux-leather seats and we had a 75-bottle-long bourbon list at our fingertips, along with a menu offering some of our favorite cuts.

Our meal began in a herbivorous direction, however, with a beet tartare comprised of small ruby cubes that tumbled down fried banana-walnut bread topped with whipped goat cheese. One letter and an entire world away was our second appetizer, the beef tartare, served appropriately chilled with a runny quail egg. A bit more seasoning and more than a dash of truffle essence would have made this a hit. We also tried the delightful grilled calamari and octopus starter. Between that and the sensations from the Fizzling Flowers, a cocktail starring Loaded Vodka, prosecco and St- Germain elderflower liqueur, all was right with the world.

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