The owners of Little Giant open a Southern bistro that’s sweet as pie.
The owners of Little Giant open a Southern bistro that’s sweet as pie.
A 202-seat, bi-level mega Meatpacking steak house and bar in the old Lotus club space evokes America’s dark, glamorous ’30s.
Raise a glass to Hell’s Kitchen’s unexpected new haunt.
Meticulously trained baristas who take their roast, grind, and foam very seriously give coffee the sort of care usually reserved for wine, cheese, and chocolate. No wonder the cafe inspires such cultish devotion.
Meticulously trained baristas who take their roast, grind, and foam very seriously give coffee the sort of care usually reserved for wine, cheese, and chocolate. No wonder the cafe inspires such cultish devotion.
The Benetton of empanadas (there are more than 40 kinds). We like the Hawaiian and Cuban versions, though the Polish, Greek, and dessert varieties are enticing. You can try them all, seeing as they will set you back only $2.50 a pop.
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At last the UWS sticks it to its foodie neighbors to the south. Chef Bill Telepan serves seasonal cuisine in an elegant and comfortable atmosphere. Of course, no scene in sight — but that’s okay (if not preferred).
Resto magnate Stephan Starr opts for shock-and-awe tactics at this immense dining palace. Very much Versailles meets Ming Dynasty. Food slightly resembles Chinese, but who can pay attention with the sensory overload at your table for twelve?
Branch of Tom Colicchio’s Craft empire. A steak house with chic New York style.
An UWS star that delights museum-goers, well-behaved couples, and sophisticated Uptowners (and their elegant moms) with amuse-bouche and petits fours.