Boucherie is at one of the busiest corners of the West Village, and it’s huge. Like, 300-seats huge. The chef here used to work at the now-closed Pastis in the Meatpacking District, but this place is a little less trendy. It’s more of an old-school French brasserie (escargot, steak au poivres, lardons salad, etc.), and it isn’t exactly cheap. You can still come here in a t-shirt, but you probably aren’t going to swing by on a Tuesday for a casual ribeye. Although if someone else is paying, go for it. The food is great, and there’s a patio out front where you can eat some fries and watch people walk down Seventh Ave.