Steakhouse No. 316

Proof that steakhouses can be sexy sits in a tiny A-frame cottage in the center of Aspen. It’s called Steakhouse No. 316. Diners cozy up in the curvy red leather banquettes, slicing into locally raised beef beneath the exposed beam ceilings. A wide, marble bar with high-backed chairs offers the ideal perch for a solo martini, although the buzzy atmosphere usually means singles rarely drink alone for long. The menu, created by the same team behind Wild Fig, features steakhouse standards as well as lighter fare for ski bunnies watching their waistlines. Vegetarians, don’t be scared off: Lulu’s kale salad, a popular carryover from the space’s previous occupant, is off-the-charts good.