"The DC interpretation of Pastis manages to nail a notoriously elusive atmosphere—a massive space with an intimate feel (the warm, butter-yellow light, a trademark of many Keith McNally restaurants, does a lot of work here). Yes, Pastis really leans into the French bistro stereotypes, but it does so quite well: the playlist seamlessly moves from Edith Piaf to Beyoncé, and the patina on the mirrors lining the dining room somehow make everyone look hot and interesting. We like to come here for a drink at the bar, or a meal of crispy artichokes and veal with mushrooms before or after a movie at the Angelika." - madeline weinfield