There're plenty of restaurants outside the perimeter worth a visit, but if you're ITP, with all the tolls on 400-N, sooner or later you'll be tapped out and attempting to dodge arrest by paying with a burned copy of Get Rich or Die Tryin'. Bringing its food within reasonable range of inner-ATL residents, Sage Woodfire Tavern.
Set up in the former Houlihan's at Park Place, Sage's plating "contemporary American" small plates, lunches, and dinners, and boasts live music and nightly events in a sprawling space with a main dining room decked with blood orange-hued lamps resembling huge chocolate chips, a circular private room w/ antique windows, a bar area with blue-lit, dumbbell-shaped table tops, and a blue liquid-filled bar top teeming with bubbles, and if you wanna hear a dirty joke, Bubbles was the girl next door. Bar-only small plates include Angus beef tenderloin skewers w/ garlic sauce, Pinot Noir-braised short ribs w/ polenta squares, Blue Point oysters w/ Champagne Mignonette, and cold, raw veggie Gazpacho w/ lump crab meat, which comes in shooter format, although the chef will bristle when you send them back and request that he Duke Nukem. In the main dining area, lunch on sandos like the 10oz black Angus prime rib w/ Cajun seasoning on ciabatta or the Seafood Fruiti Di Mar pasta (fresh fish, sautéed shrimp, scallops, calamari, P.E.I. mussels & little neck clams, tossed with linguine); dinner means steaks, from the woodfire-grilled 6oz petite filet to a 14oz ribeye, plus a 16oz double-cut pork chop w/ goat cheese and a seafood broil of shrimp, scallops, and filet of flounder, which unlike the kind you find in Boston nightclubs, won't flop when you Pierce it.
For that drinking thing, there're 12 bottled beers, six drafts (Bass, Stella, Guinness...), 15 specialty cocktails, and 50+ wines like Cakebread Chardonnay, and J. Lohr Cabernet Sauvignon, which the menu reps as "alluring yet bold" -- the toll taker'll say the same to your CD before announcing "it's a rap", and summoning the police.