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Tara Monsod cooks a Filipino-influenced steakhouse on Pacific Highway, and the seafood is as much of a reason to come as the beef. Banchan lands on the table before anyone has committed to anything. The room is theatrical in a way most big-ticket dining rooms are too careful to attempt, and the waterfront address is almost beside the point once you are inside. Book it for the night that deserves an announcement, and order across the table instead of down your own side of it.

There is a working butcher shop next to the dining room, and everything good about dinner here starts there. Beef gets broken down and aged on site, so the steak that reaches your table has a schedule behind it rather than a supplier. The room is built to keep your attention on the plate, the way a steakhouse is supposed to, and the service knows what it is doing without hovering. Come on a night that already has a reason and let the beef be the whole event.

The oysters are the reason to walk in and the seafood plates are the reason to stay. Choi's runs a polished East Village room where the drinks get built with the same attention as the food, and where the staff keep finding you even on a Padres night, which is the real test in this part of town. Whatever else you had planned for the evening, this is the room that will make you late for it.

14 years on Kettner, and the menu still leads with game that nobody else downtown puts on a plate. The kitchen treats meat as the subject of dinner rather than the protein slot beside two sides, and the bar builds its cocktails with the same seriousness. The room is dark and bar-first and small enough that the table next to you is part of the evening. Sit at the bar and stay longer than you planned.

Grilled pork, charred at the edges, with the sour and the heat both left intact — that is where dinner starts. Sovereign cooks Isaan food in East Village and has not sanded the corners off it for anybody. The beef-tallow dishes hit harder than the menu lets on, and the service watches the table closely enough that you never have to ask twice. Build the meal around contrast rather than piling up the richest plates.

You order at the counter and the food shows up fast, which is the entire trick on a game night. Lola 55 builds its tacos like plated dishes — the Baja fish one carries remoulade, chorizo-tomato vinaigrette, frisée and pickled serrano and still tastes mostly of fish — and it sits close enough to Petco Park that dinner before a first pitch stops being a compromise. Go early, order three, and plan on wanting a fourth.

Fifth Avenue at dinner hour is a lot, and Lionfish is the room on it built around its kitchen. The fish is fresh and handled by people who know exactly what to do with it, and the oysters come out plated like they are the point rather than the preamble. Celebrations get taken seriously here, so tell them it is a birthday and they will make it one. Keep the order lean and fish-forward, sit where you can watch the room, and let the Gaslamp do the rest.