In my experience the best steak & the best service at a steakhouse has been at Gene & Georgetti's. I had recurring dreams about the 24oz "t-bone" (the tenderloin side was so big it really should have been called a porterhouse) for quite some time...it was cooked to a perfect medium rare, had a nice charred crust on it, and tasted beefy & delicious.
The sides were definitely "eh"...the creamed spinach was pretty good (but not amazing), and I just don't understand the potatoes that come with their steaks: unseasoned, unevenly-cooked (some fried to within an inch of their lives, some barely touched by the hot oil). But the steaks...perfection.
A common complaint I read before going was that people didn't like the old gruff waiters who, according to quite a few reviews, treated regulars like family & newcomers like nuisances. Our waiter was a young guy, and was excellent...gave us time to enjoy our martinis before ordering, steered us to a very nice bottle of wine that cost half of what I told him I was willing to spend, and was good about stopping by to check on us just the right amount. He even didn't make any snide comments or roll his eyes when my friend asked for steak sauce halfway through his steak (I was a tad mortified, until I saw the table next to ours putting ketchup on their lamb chops).
I'm not a huge fan of Ruth's Chris...I don't enjoy my steak in a pool of butter. Plus, once things start to cool down, having slowly-congealing butter forming a protective layer on my steak & on the plate is unappetizing to me.
Also, I think stevez was quite charitable in assigning Saloon to second tier status. Personally, I put it on my "no fly" list after two identically bad experiences. The first time, my wagyu steak (requested medium rare) came out medium, medium well. The second time, my filet (requested medium rare) came out firmly in medium well territory. With the wagyu that's especially a crime, because all that delicious fat ran out of it, leaving a dry piece of shoeleather behind. Both times, our server appeared to take our order, and vanished into some alternate dimension unknown to all but sub-par members of the customer service field, only reappearing again to drop off our check.