Le Quai

Tapas that know what they're doing. A DJ working the room as the night thickens, the kind of place where dinner slides into something else without anyone quite noticing. You arrive at nine, order a round of tapas (the gambas flambéed in pastis, order them twice), and by midnight you're already dancing, still in your seat. Not cheap, but the shift in air as the evening turns is worth it. Book a table by the bay window if you can. The port lights across the water matter.