Semilla was one of the three spots awarded best restaurant of 2015. Even if you rarely eat meat,the vegetable-centric Semilla will challenge your notions of what's supposed to taste good.
Bruno Pizza was another of the three spots awarded best restaurant of 2015. The kitchen sends out the greatest pepperoni pizza on planet Earth.
Santina is the last of the three spots awarded best restaurant of 2015. The place is a Renzo Piano-designed glass cube, a human terrarium whose interior evokes the Amalfi Coast circa 1953.
The olive-and-egg-laced salt cod casserole for two might be one of the city's best large format dishes (it's even better as a leftover). And they let you order BEER TO GO.
An affordable share-plates analogue to a spendier tasting menu venue. Imagine beef tartare with pimenton oil, smoked cheddar, horseradish, and buckwheat groats. You dig?
Momofuku Ko has transformed into a four-star fine dining gem on the Bowery. Expect bespoke graffiti, a roomy chef's table, and pressed mackerel sushi that would make Jiro Ono himself swoon.
Mission Chinese has grown into a two-tiered banquet hall with two tasting menus, two cocktail bars, and amuse bouches for everyone (cilantro egg dumplings).
In the conservative world of sushi, SHUKO is pushing the genre forward with little more than gentle nudge.
Seafood broth with crispy rice is the type of restorative dish you'd hope for during a winter night, while honey butter chips represent a gourmet delight.
This is the only location to grab the Fuku bites. These are chewy, spicy, crunchy improvements to the classic chicken nugget. It's also the only place you can sample Mission Chinese Fuku fingers.
The Park Avenue South hangout delivers with precise food, including fragrant-spicy yuzukosho duck wings and stunning chicken-liver bolognese.
The Clocktower is dishing up epic fish & chips and Minetta-quality steaks in a restaurant where guests play billiards for free.
Untitled deserves props for pushing the museum-dining envelope. There's not even a safe steak on the menu.
Little Park dedicates itself to the prevailing meat-lite mood with celery root schnitzel sandwiches and trout roe-topped beet tartare.
This Long Island City joint serves the city's best tonkotsu. The result is a silky, chowder-like mouthfeel, and a richness level that doesn't make you feel terrible when you're finished.
Expect white tablecloths, four-star service, and elegant Gallic-German fare. That means beer soup with ham hocks, scallion kougelhopf, and foie gras & squab croustillants.
Enter Australian import Babu Ji, whose self-serve beer fridge, casual vibe, and dashes of creativity –– lobster-stuffed potato croquettes! — have generated epic waits for dinner.
