Le Severo

The temple of great steak in Paris is undoubtedly Le Severo, a charming, 30-seat shoebox perfect for a meat-centric midweek date. (It's closed on weekends, which is pretty much the biggest flex in the Paris restaurant world.) You'll have to go to the sleepy back end of the 14th for their dry-aged filet mignon or beef rib, but they’re worth any commute. The steaks are lusciously marbled, seared to perfection—you'll hear your knife blade catching on the crisp surface—and happy naked (no need for butter or bearnaise). That said, the rumsteak's au poivre sauce is on point, and we wouldn't kick the thick frites double-fried in duck fat out of bed. Plus, the blood pudding’s crisp crust and creamy interior make it the sleeper hit of the starters—you might even consider ordering a second round for dessert.