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Decor in this stalwart late-night restaurant (open ‘til 5am) hasn’t changed since 1935, and that’s part of the charm. Red banquettes, a marble bar, and pre-war knickknacks make an atmospheric backdrop for the sort of French classics you dream about: garlicky snails, kidneys in mustard sauce, and a beef rib for two dripping in béarnaise sauce. The must-have is the house specialty (and namesake) poule au pot Henri IV, whole chicken stuffed with bacon and herbs, and poached in vegetable stock. The recipe dates to King Henri IV himself who, in the 16th-century, proclaimed that every French family should have a chicken in their pot on Sundays. End your meal with chocolate and ice-cream profiteroles, or tarte tatin (apple up-side-down pie) flambéed in Calvados, and you’ll be full for a week. The Rolling Stones ate here in the 1980s and it’s still a celeb haunt today; Daft Punk and Charles Azenavour have been known to grace the tables. Ask to see the guest book.