"The temple of great steak in Paris is undoubtedly Le Severo, a charming, 30-seat shoebox ideal for a meat-centric midweek date. 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 and so perfectly seared you’ll hear your knife blade catching on the crisp surface. They’re perfectly 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." - emily monaco
Wenkang Shan