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Old world is the new downtown feel. Leather banquettes, gold-framed paintings, and soft light from chandeliers call for stuffed lobster tails with brown butter veloute and steak tartare with a fried quail egg. Cocktails obligatory: Try the Trophy Wife.
When you’re in the mood for a long, boozy meal, have your steak au poivre (and eat it, too) in the quiet back garden.
From Daniel Boulud comes this gastropub that’s got a younger vibe, thanks to industrial decor of stainless steel and dark wood details, plus a downtown crowd. The specialty of the house is sausage, which includes fourteen varieties. There’s an ice cream sundae cart to boot.
Keith McNally’s overcrowded version of gay Paris. Scene always trumps substance with weekend brunch-fueled frenzies and serious standing lines. Learn to love your neighbor.
Chef Jean-George’s glassy, candle-lit spot is his take on a neighborhood resto. (In this case, however, neighbors are DVF and JG himself.) You’ll eat up the American/French fare and Hudson views. Lunch is good, too — and it’s easier to get a table.
A place to take the ’rents for family dinner to chow down on fancy Cuban sandwiches, French entrees, and delish little bites of piping hot cheddar gougères (that’s cheese puffs) or smoked salmon blinis.
Gabriel Stulman, neighborhood vet of The Little Owl and Market Table, opens laid-back bar and cafe (with serious dining options) on a cozy West Village corner.
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Fashion industry’s latte break spot with great lunches. Channeling cafe on the Seine.
A mock bistro masterpiece: part noisy media hang, part Euro-pit stop. Packed with action (oysters, steak frites, champagne) day and night. Lattes and pastries are best enjoyed on outside benches, while judging passersby.
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