Experimental Cocktail Club
There’s merely-creative cocktails, and then there’s “experimental” cocktails. You can sip a well-made drink mixed with an infused liquor or unique housemade bitters at any number of mixology dens; but the esoteric ingredients on the menu at Experimental Cocktail Club…
Mission Chinese
Update: Mission Chinese has reopened at 171 East Broadway as of December 2014 Here’s the secret to enjoying a meal at Mission Chinese: go during lunch. It’s probably a great dinner spot, but hey, 1-2 hour wait for a table…
The Lowline
In the future we’ll ride elevators underground into the park, and hike through subterranean forests. At least, we will if the Lowline, which aims to be the world’s first underground public park, moves forward. The proposed site, a former trolley…
Nicoletta
Reading the New York Times‘ review of Nicoletta was a little like watching a particularly nasty football tackle. I mean, the guy had it coming, since he was all mandexed out, helmeted, and running into a wall of eleven other…
The Hog from Xe May Sandwich Shop
Unfortunately I never really acquired a taste for banh mi. Which is a shame, because these Vietnamese sandwiches are probably the best bang for your buck when it comes to a flavorful under-$5 meal. I’ve had banh mi from Saigon…
Puddin’
Puddin’ is so good that I once went there four nights in a row, and I don’t even live in the East Village anymore. The only thing that would make it better is if they opened a branch by me…
Parm
Over the years I’ve eaten quite a few chicken parmesan sandwiches–in the name of research, of course. I’m not just falling back on my childhood comfort foods when I select them from the menu–I’m expanding my expertise. Or so I…
DBGB Kitchen & Bar
I didn’t think DBGB was my kind of place, but I had one of the best meals I’ve had in a while. The name is a wink at the gentrification that’s been creeping up the Bowery above Houston Street. The…
The Meatball Shop
Update: The Meatball Shop now has six locations. When I was told there was an hour wait for a table at the Meatball Shop the other night, I was ecstatic. The last two times I tried to go, there was…
Coal Yard
Coal Yard isn’t yet a place where everybody knows my name, but everyone seems to know the dude at the end of the bar who’s flinging coasters at the bartender, who merely laughs and flings them back. The middle of…