Severo

"Even as the French diet evolves away from meat, many Gauls still have a soft spot for really good steak frites. So where’s the beef in Paris? Ex-butcher William Bernet’s clubby, wood-paneled Left Bank dining room is the ultimate answer, with a simple menu of beautifully aged cuts of beef and dishes like steak tartare, sirloin, rib steak, and more. Since portions are large, skip a starter and have some cheese (the Saint Nectaire is perfectly aged) or dessert (the creme caramel is house-made). There’s an outstanding wine list, too. Located in the 14th arrondissement." - Alexander Lobrano

"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

"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." - emily monaco

"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." - Emily Monaco

"Taxi drivers know where they’re going when clients ask for the Rue des Plantes around lunch or dinner time. The destination? Le Severo,a simple bistro tucked in a quiet neighborhood inthe 14th arrondissement, set with vintage chairs and chalk illustrations of cuts of meat on the walls. While some of the starters here are light and may even be vegetarian, Severo is all about the beef. And fries. The crispy-creamy frites are the perfectaccompanimentfor the expertly grilled steaks, aquintessentially Parisian meal that'sserved here by waiters wearing red-and-white-striped butcher aprons."