"Pastis is another entry into Miami’s big-name NYC restaurant repertoire. But unlike some, it’s pretty good. The French spot is kind of a clone of its Manhattan counterparts—subway tile, walls meant to appear stained with decades of cigarette smoke, and great steak frites flying from the kitchen like chocolates in I Love Lucy. You can come here for a martini and cheeseburger at the bar, or a big celebratory group dinner if you’re patient enough to hunt for the reservation. Saturday nights are the only day of the week Pastis is hard to get into. This place is tight-lipped on when, exactly, its reservations go live. It doesn't specify on their Resy page, and when we've asked a host in person, we got very vague answers. However, there's a big bar (both inside and outside) that's first come, first served. Walk in on the earlier side, and you should be fine for a party of two" - ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, mariana trabanino