Michael Mina didn’t become a famous chef for nothing, you know. To impress your honey with a night of seriously decadent wining and dining, make a date to sample Mina’s magnificent hand at beef and butter, lamb and olive oil, and pork and bacon fat. Mmmm, bacon fat. At Bourbon Steak, you will break many rules—diets first and foremost. For good reasons, the top three being: Duck. Fat. Fries. Enter through a dramatic glass box. Admire the sleek glass, mirrors, and flattering lighting as you’re transported to a steakhouse of a bygone era, a cavernous homage to carnivorous activity. Cast an eye out for celebrity regulars like James Caan and the still-tanorexic George Hamilton, whose hue pales in comparison to the rich, dark glow of the rest of this place. Basking in the beefiness, start off in the raw with an American Wagyu beef tartare. Keep with the theme as you follow up with more meat—perhaps the glazed beef short rib, or an actual slab of Japanese Wagyu, A5 grade. That’s the very tippy-top of the line (but you knew that). When it comes to sides, don’t give your date a hard time if indecision sets in: truffled mac ‘n’ cheese or a trio of the aforementioned duck fat fries from the burger bar menu? Get both. And speaking of burgers and bar, you may want to book your follow-up date, maybe returning on a less formal night when you can mull that bar menu with a few cocktails and some truffled popcorn. Mmmm, truffled popcorn.