The wet-aged USDA Prime porterhouse here is one of the best steaks in the city. But it's the lack of snobbery that puts Bob's ahead of the steakhouse pack. The Houston Bob's is a clone of the original Bob's in Dallas, where the bar always seems to be crowded with flirty blonds and Bubbas in cowboy boots who laugh real loud. At the Houston location, the guys in starched shirts and ties, the ladies in sexy designer dresses and the guys in pastel hip-hop shorts and sandals all seem to get along just fine. Try a martini — the house gin is Beefeater. There's sports on the television, free pickles on the table and your choice of potatoes on the plate with your steak. Best of all, the waiter seems just as happy to bring you a beer as a $200 bottle of wine. READERS' CHOICE: Pappas Bros. Steakhouse