The eating, drinking, and shopping are all premium-grade, but the draw of the West Village runs deeper than finding the boots or the cheeseburger that will change your life.The fact that the writer and poet Dylan Thomas drank himself to death at the White Horse Tavern, or that Chumley's was once a speakeasy, enhances the appeal of hopping onto a bar stool in one of these joints. That's because a place that bears the exquisite distress of so many stories offers a richer experience than one where fewer interesting lives have come and gone (Bob Dylan lived at 161 West 4th Street and wrote a song about it). Even though you're not thinking about that as you pick up after your dog on the next corner--which, by the way, a few more West Village residents could stand to do (you know who you are)--the feeling of the neighborhood descends from a tradition of creativity and free thought that was an institution when Jane (rather than Marc) Jacobs resided here. Even beyond the allure of the beautiful old brownstones and the most idyllic blocks , there's something magnetic about walking where Twain, Faulkner, and Baldwin (James, not Alec, or Stephen, you TMZ'ers) walked.
As long as there has been a grid, The West Village has been off of it. Literally speaking, many of the streets are named instead of numbered and turn at odd angles--a layout that even gives some New Yorkers fits (those who live above 14th Street, anyway). Culturally, the West Village as a bastion of Bohemianism emerged around the turn of the 20th century when an influx of immigrants and industry diversified the neighborhood and brought down real estate values to the point that upper class citizens began to flee up 5th Avenue toward Central Park. Literary salons, private art galleries, shopping emporia, and experimental theatre soon proliferated. The writers' enclave at Patchin Place was established by the likes of e.e. cummings, Theodore Dreiser, and Djuna Barnes. By World War I, the neighborhood had become a tourist attraction known for its tolerance of radicalism and non-conformity, and its celebration of artistic innovation. In the decades that followed, the West Village saw the opening of Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney's modern art museum on 8th Street, the Beat movement, performances by every jazz great you can name at The Village Vanguard, and the beginning of the gay and lesbian rights movement as marked by the rebellion at the Stonewall Inn.
While the population of the neighborhood currently reflects a very different socioeconomic stratum than it did during the true Bohemian Age--gelaterias now outnumber starving artists--much of the architecture and character of that era are still in tact. This is thanks to the strong, and still persistent, preservationist efforts that began in the 1940s. The Ear Inn, one of the oldest bars in Manhattan, was an early example of the New York City Landmarks Preservation Commission acting to protect a historic building. The Jefferson Market Courthouse, now part of the New York Public Library, was also saved by the outcry of the community when faced with demolition.
The atmosphere of creativity and tolerance still permeates the West Village; this neighborhood is still the gayest place straight men have ever clamored to live in. You can catch a poetry reading at the Westbeth Building, pick up some new trash talk at The Cage, tuck into a steak at Old Homestead, run it off at Hudson River Park, and see where Poe was treated at the Northern Dispensary. Simply put, the West Village is still perfect for eating, drinking, shopping, meandering, hanging out, going on dates, and generally having more fun than you can afford. And if you can't afford any of it, then simply walk the High Line and content yourself that you're (literally) above it all, anyway.
Nightlife
So many classics, so little time: check out The Ear Inn and The White Horse Tavern for history, the Jazz Gallery and the Village Vanguard for classic jazz, SOB's for world music, Marie's Crisis and the Duplex for show tunes and cabaret, and Art Bar and Employees Only to feel relatively (but not too) hip. Then a movie at either IFC or revival house Film Forum.
Restaurants
You'll never go hungry, and that's just at burger havens Corner Bistro and BLT Burger. Excellent French restaurants Bar Six, French Roast, and Tartine compete with Cornelia Street's trifecta of Po, Home and Pearl Oyster Bar for your hard-earned dollars. Cash-strapped? Hit Waverly Restaurant or Joe's Pizza while saving up for a night at Spotted Pig, Aquagrill, or Spice Market.
Shopping
Are you a foodie? Hit Murray's Cheese, Myers of Keswick, Ottomanelli's, Citarella, Faicco's, Murray's Bagels, and Grandaisy Bakery. Sip quality java at Doma, Mojo, or NFT hangout Grey Dog. Shop for tchotchkes at Alphabets, Myxplyzyk and Flight 001, or furniture at Scott Jordan and Vitra. Then blow your bonus in the Meatpacking District at Jeffrey, Alexander McQueen, or Stella McCartney. Done.
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Monday, March 22, 2010
Posted By:
Rob Tallia
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Rob Tallia
Keste Pizzeria
It seems that for every top pizzeria that closes in New York (and we've lost three in the last 18 months--Una Pizzeria Napoletana, Anselmo's, and Isabella's), at least another two top quality pizzerias open up. And Keste is indeed worthy of the "top quality" moniker, as the four of us ordered five separate pies, all of which were completely devoured by the end of the evening (perhaps whetted by pre-dinner drinks at Marie's Crisis beforehand? Could be...). Basic margarita pizza? Perfect. Keste pizza with prosciutto and arugola? Perfect. Quattro Formaggi pizza? Perfect. Special pizza that night that I no longer remember the name of? Perfect. You get the idea. The fifth pie was another margarita, which i ordered halfway through the first round, since i knew that it would all be devoured. Only concern: go early, or bring a Russian novel to alleviate the wait. Food this good is just too popular for it's own good...
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Monday, November 23, 2009
Posted By:
Sarah Enelow
Photo:
Sarah Enelow
McNulty Tea & Coffee
The next time you end up at a café paying $3.50 for leaves and warm water, think about going to McNulty's and having that tea at home instead. This West Village institution has been around since 1895, providing the good tea-drinking citizens of this city with affordable loose teas from all over the planet, many for only $4 per quarter pound. Just to provide a few examples, they have deliciously strong Russian and Kenyan black teas, an aromatic China Rose black tea, jasmine pearl and rosebud teas, an array of refreshing green and red teas, all your old favorites like English Breakfast and Orange Pekoe, excellent pre-packaged brands like Kusmi, and even bricks of tea. The employees know their subject well and can help with recommendations, plus it's just pleasant to browse, exploring the world by scent. If you're purely a coffee drinker who associates tea with stale chamomile and having the flu, perhaps this place will change your mind, and if it doesn't, they also sell coffee.
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
Posted By:
Rob Tallia
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Rob Tallia
Jazz Gallery
As we were walking down Dominick Street at 10:30 on a Monday night and turning the corner onto Hudson Street, my wife said to me "where is this gig again?" Then we saw four hepcats standing outside a narrow 6-story structure on an otherwise completely deserted Hudson Street. Bingo! The Jazz Gallery, a not-for-profit performance space that's been around since 1995. About thirty seats and an informal setting for such cats at Taylor Ho Bynum (one of our favorite NY trumpet players), the Roy Hargrove Big Band, and, the night we were there, for Myron Walden's trio Apex. Catching Myron, and especially his cohorts Dwayne Burno on bass and Eric McPherson on drums, at 11 pm on a sleepy Monday night in New York made me smile...only here, little pilgrims, only here...
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Thursday, October 29, 2009
Posted By:
Rob Tallia
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Rob Tallia
The Standard
Supposedly The Standard is getting a bit of a rap (good or bad; you decide) for people having visible sex through its windows, which all face out to the quiet, unpretentious, brilliant High Line Park, as well as the loud, super-pretentious, ass-reaming Meatpacking District. As I have never been nor will ever be cool enough to witness or participate in such a pastime as voyeur-based sex, I'm reduced, as any other nerd would be, to talking about the architecture, by Todd Schliemann of Polshek Partnership Architects. Essentially: it's a wonderful post-modern homage to modernism, straddling the High Line and providing amazing views of the Hudson River, the West Village, Chelsea, and the rest of Manhattan (if you're high enough). Several restaurants you can't afford have either opened up or are about to open up, but the best way to experience The Standard is by far the cheapest: by walking under it while strolling the High Line. And hey; maybe you'll happen to glance up at just the right time...SOMEBODY eventually wins Lotto, right?
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Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Posted By:
Rob Tallia
Photo:
Rob Tallia
Spice Market
You know that chef dude, Jean-Georges Vongeraddflvldeirfsn? He's pretty good. And so is Spice Market, as long as you go at, like, 2 pm on a Saturday. The restaurant will only be .25 full of disgustingly rich and fashionable people, as opposed to 1.25 full every other time. At such a time, you can then enjoy the Spring Rolls, Chicken Samosas, Mussels, Crab Dumplings, Squid Salad, Soup, Crispy Salt and Pepper Skate, Pork Vindaloo, Snap Peas, Sticky Rice, etc. etc. etc. Clearly, you should go with a minimum of four people, as all this goodness is served as soon as it comes out of the kitchen, and you'll want to eat at least a dozen things on the menu. Trust me.
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Thursday, August 13, 2009
Posted By:
Rob Tallia
Photo:
Tracy Corbin
The High Line
In the 1980s, we walked under the High Line and said, "I wonder what that was? Is it an old El train?" In the 1990s, we walked under the High Line and said, "Someone should make this a park--wouldn't that be cool?" In the early 2000s, we walked under the High Line and said, "You know, I think some people are trying to make this into a park. It'll probably never happen." Now we walk ON the High Line, in NYC's newest, coolest park. We don't walk there to ESCAPE NYC (as the NYT suggests), but to REVEL in it, to be able to see a slice of the city at an elevation one usually can't be at, to stare at the great architecture (i.e. The Standard and Gehry's IAC building), to have a picnic from Chelsea Market, or to just stroll around and understand what the definition of "great landscape architecture," means. Or--as I do--to be amazed at human perseverance, since it took the folks at the High Line 10 years to make this experience happen; it is, indeed, a testament to human creativity. Better yet, it's a testament to human creativity in the middle of two of NYC's hippest 'nabes, the Meatpacking District and Chelsea, and it's surrounded by great places to eat. So check out our "Eating the High Line" map for your gustatory pleasure!
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Monday, June 22, 2009
Posted By:
J. Slab
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J. Slab
The Center
What do you know about garden parties, friend? Croquet and
tennis whites? Cocktails that rhyme with "tulip"? Well rid thyself of
preconceptions, because The Center is
throwing their annual Garden Party
and it's breaking some rules. Think: smorgasbord
elevated to classy heights, with an open bar to boot. Chaired by the mighty Ruth
Reichl, attendees will feast on offerings from the likes of Alto, Esca, Gotham,
Rosa Mexicano and (personal fave) Pearl Oyster
Bar. Mingle with chefs! Flex those "summer pantaloons"! And help a worthy
cause! Because, friend, on top of everything this is a fundraiser. All proceeds
go to help The Center, an agency that has helped to meet the changing needs of New York's Lesbian, Gay,
Bisexual and Transgender communities since 1984. Think of it as a far less
annoying WNYC pledge with a much higher return: boozing + gorging = supporting
others. If only life were always this
simple! Hudson River Trust, Pier 54 (West 14th Street
and the Westside Highway)
$125 admission
Click here for more info.
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Posted By:
Matilda Boland
Photo:
Matilda Boland
Roasting Plant
Computerized coffee? Not my cup of tea.
Well that's what I thought before I literally drank my words. And I do it
nearly every day, with a blend of Ethiopian and Papua New Guinean beans (that's
my pick). Roasting Plant is a modern coffee bar where 'freshness' is their key,
you can choose your beans from the more traditional growing regions areas the
amateur would not think of, such as from Southeast Asia. The baristas roast,
grind, and brew for you on the spot all through the touch of a computer screen.
I don't how the coffee connoisseurs of Italy would feel about this
technological turn coffee has taken to the West Village, but with the cult
following they formed, does it really matter?
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Thursday, February 12, 2009
Posted By:
Matilda Boland
Photo:
Matilda Boland
Mojo Coffee
After stumbling across what I now refer to
as coffee and breakfast heaven, it makes getting lost around the West Village
streets much less frustrating. Mojo is the local cafe of choice with
families, young couples, and not a Lonely Planet book in sight (or an NFT unfortunately). Consider
yourself lucky if you are able to nab a table, there aren't many and with free
Wi-Fi people tend to settle in for the long haul. The interior reminds me of the giant redwood
trees in California
you can drive through. Chunky wood furniture, exposed brick walls, and
eco-friendly packaging create a cosy retreat from the strip shops on Bleecker Street.
Carrying over with their eco-trend, the menu employs fresh local produce,
seasonal fruits, and winter soups. It's well worth the trip. Just bring your
NFT so you don't get lost!
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Monday, December 08, 2008
Posted By:
Molly Riordan
Photo:
Molly Riordan
Cabrito
When hunting down 'authentic' Mexican food, the European and Veg-friendly West Village probably doesn't come to mind. Nor should it. So why go to Cabrito? The namesake pink goat hovering over the doorway and Frida Kahlo-colored tiles may seem yuppy-friendly fake, but fantastic food more than makes up for gringo posturing. The meat-laden menu made even the most reluctant carnivore at the table (me) salivate for a bit of flesh. The lengua y tomatillo taco--that's beef tongue, people--was deliciously similar to guac-slathered pot roast in a corn tortilla. The pork belly tacos were even better, extremely tender and a little sweet to balance the spice. We concentrated on the small plates, but the specialty dishes are impressive: bones poked out of the next table's order of short ribs, a Mexican-translation of a Fred Flintstone's bronto-dinners, and those bent on authenticity should wave bye-bye to the goat outside and belly up to a warm bowl of cabrito. Go for happy hour and enjoy one or four of their fresh-juice margaritas and the creamy guac with warm homemade tortilla chips. Before long the aroma of marinated meats will have you debating which farm animals to smear in salsa verde.
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Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Posted By:
Rob Tallia
Photo:
Courtesy of Grandaisy Bakery
Grandaisy Bakery
The king of all NYC bakeries, period. Its mouthwatering filone and pugliese loafs are on the tables of fine restaurants throughout the five boroughs--we've seen the restaurants mention where the bread is from many times, something that's pretty rare in NYC. But as great as its breads are, Grandaisy's take on "pizza" is its crowning achievement; one taste of its pomodoro (tomato), Bianca con pecorino, funghi (mushroom), patate (potato), cavolfiore (cauliflower), and seasonal options are enough for anyone to realize that this bakery is utterly brilliant and utterly unmatched by any other baker. If you want to have a small gathering and are stuck for something to serve that's better than chips and not as complicated as "real food," stopping by Grandaisy and picking up $50 worth of a sampling of pizza slices (between $2-4 each) will show every guest that you're an absolute gourmand. Chances are there won't be leftovers, but if there is--ah, what pleasure the next morning awaits you!
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Monday, September 08, 2008
Posted By:
Sarah Moroz
Photo:
Courtesy of Film Forum
Film Forum
While you'd never want anyone to steal your wallet or shoot your boyfriend in real life, it's somehow consistently thrilling to watch gangsters prevail on the big screen. Film Forum's French Crime Wave series (which runs through September 11th) lets you indulge your secret desire to be part of something a little sordid without, well, any of the actual repercussions. Luckily there are good-looking, trench-coat-sporting, hard-talking petty criminals to live it all out for you. Cigarette-dangling lips spew witty dialogue and double-crossing lies; money, guns, revenge and greed mingle in plot-twists and long chases. Film Forum draws from each end of the spectrum of 20th century masters: from Godard's cut-and-paste New Wave tracking of arbitrary acts to the slow unraveling of Clouzot's logically graphed murder mysteries. The black-and-white aesthetic compounded by the beauty of the French language is what really makes the combo lethal.
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Posted By:
Andy Heidel
Photo:
Andy Heidel
Brass Monkey
So, despite better judgment I ended up at a party in the Meatpacking District. I hate this neighborhood. Its full of expensive restaurants and fancy bars with velvet ropes and quite honestly, that’s not how I roll. Yet, people insist on throwing parties here so at one point or another you’ll find yourself getting lost trying to find Little West 12th Street (wedged between Hudson Street and the Hudson River below 14th and 5 blocks north of West 12th. Go fig) and trapped in the nabe after things end. That’s why you have to be on the lookout for this character. He’s your ticket out of this cobblestone hellhole. He’ll help you find a cab, hail it, open the door and send you on your way. Sweet. Just toss him a few bucks for the effort. However, if you’re not done partying yet, sashay over to the Brass Monkey at the end of the earth for a brewski and you’ll be the first to grab a taxi coming off the West Side Highway when you’re finally ready to cut and run.
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Thursday, May 01, 2008
Posted By:
Vanessa Vichit-Vadakan
Photo:
Vanessa Vichit-Vadakan
Bonnie Slotnick Cookbooks
In the half hour I was at Bonnie Slotnick Cookbooks, several people came through the small and crowded but very orderly used book shop to ask for some guidance on cookbooks. Do you carry any books on Jell-O? one man asked. Why of course! Bonnie whipped out a box of vintage cooking pamphlets and let him go at it. Someone else came in asking about books from local and iconic restaurants. Bonnie directed the woman to an impressive selection of appropriately themed texts. Old copies of The Joy of Cooking? Yup. Sephardic cuisine? Sure! Julia Child, Jacques Pepin, Marion Cunningham? Yes, yes, and yes. Hours vary from week to week so be sure to call first or be left out on the sidewalk, high and dry with no Jell-O book to call your own.
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Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Posted By:
Rachel Greenwald
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I’m going with a Zagat-style review for Trattoria Spaghetto, because food and service are diametrically opposed here. Food: Trattoria Spaghetto offers classic Italian. My order, as well as my friend’s, was very good, and I’d definitely go back. Décor: Informal, family style. Tablecloths are checked. The seating is close together, so that patrons feel like they’re dining with extended family. Service: The wait staff was really uncouth, so uncouth that I thought I was at a teenage pizza joint. For example, the table next to me needed oil and vinegar, so the waiter, without asking, grabbed the set off my table. The waiters also like to play shuffleboard when serving. Instead of gently placing the meal in front of you from the left, they slide the plate toward you from any direction, displacing all flatware and bread plates. It reminded me of a multiple car crash. Cost: Entrees average about $12, instead of $22. These are good prices anywhere in the city, but especially for the Village. So go. Have a nice meal. Enjoy the heated outdoor seating. And be entertained by the haphazard wait staff.
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
Posted By:
Erin Hodson
Photo:
sdnyc
Henrietta Hudson
Stonewall Democratic Club of New York City proudly presents its 2nd Annual Women’s Awards. This event will be held at Henrietta Hudson on Tuesday, September 25, 6-10 pm. Come join us as we celebrate with our 2007 honorees Liz Abzug, Kate Bornstein, and the Las Buenas Amigas. Tickets are $35 in advance and $40 at the door. Ticket includes complimentary hor d’oeuvres, glass of champagne, entertainment, a hot audience, and a 2007 membership in the Stonewall Democratic Club of New York City. RSVP to: kurland@kurlandassociates.com or buy your ticket in advance via Paypal at: www.sdnyc.org.
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Friday, August 24, 2007
Posted By:
J. Slab
Photo:
Courtesy MHC
Soho Playhouse
In theory, New York City has a lot to do (museums, parks, concerts, historical tours, crack whores). But between thinking about doing something and getting a beer to watch TV, I don’t have much time. Still, it’s good to aim high and mix things up. Even get some cultcha. And on that front, you might check out…the theater. No joke, Mark Jay Mirsky’s offbeat, critically-acclaimed Mother Hubbard's Cupboard is running until August 25 at the SoHo Playhouse, as part of the Fringe Festival. So if this absurdist comedy about a family that, well, might even make yours look sane looks worth your $15, head on down before it’s too late. More info:
www.geocities.com/mhcupboard
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Thursday, July 12, 2007
Posted By:
Andrew Spaulding
Photo:
Andrew Spaulding
Wake up. Do your jumping jacks. Throw that copy of Welcome to Asbury Park, NJ on your record player. Oh, you don't have that record? Ok, well, put your copy of Pet Sounds by The Beach Boys on. You don't have that either? What do you work out to? Your i-pod? Loser. Get ye to the House Of Oldies in the West Village on 35 Carmine Street. They're a bit pricey but going into one of the most respected diamond stores in NYC and complaining about the price would make you look just as stupid as complaining about the price of records here. This little store has been open since 1968 by little mister Bob Abramson and has everything, and I mean everything, in all pressings. Truly: if you don't already know about The House of Oldies you probably don't have a record player, but now is the best time to grow a huge beard and start listening to ZZ Top on vinyl, regardless of your gender.
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Posted By:
Craig Nelson
Photo:
Patricia Glowinski
Spain
Want to experience what dining was like in the Village when it was actually a...village? Ignore the trendy, new gastropubs popping up like rats at the local KFC/Taco Bell. They’re loaded with limo-arriving celebrities (see Spotted Pig, Waverly Inn) guaranteeing you or I won’t get in anyway. Instead head to Spain, where the classy old gents dressed in their finest ‘70s duds will treat you right even if you’re not Bono, a Clinton, or Jagger’s date. Grab a seat at the bar and let the free tapas flow (think tasty meatballs and fried potatoes). Or hit the dining room where they’ll bring you gratis tapas such as chilled mussels, pan fried chorizo, and ribs with a mystery brown sauce straight out of a Time-Life cookbook. If you haven’t noticed by now, this place is old-school (including the prices). If you're eating with a special friend, get one seafood paella to split. Now I'm not claiming this is gourmet food, but they make up for it in quantity. Think 17 shrimp, 12 clams, and 10 mussels mixed up with heaps of yellow rice and hundreds of canned peas. Spain is good food.
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Thursday, January 18, 2007
Posted By:
Craig Nelson
Photo:
Gabriel Rhoads
The Ear Inn
Yeah, we know it’s one of the oldest bars in the city, and you can experience a slice of ye olde New Yorke here. You can even gaze upon the original Hudson River shoreline that used to abut the bar in something like 1754. But forget history. I come here for the decidedly unpretentious vibe, the chummy bartenders, and more importantly—the burgers. These are not assembly line versions ready to go out at a moment’s notice. Here they take their time and do it right. Big patties of ground beef cooked to your liking come with a side of some tasty homefries (a nice change from the standard French concoction) and all the fixings. Now if only I could buy one of the modernist luxury residences in the Urban Glass House right next door, I could become a loyal regular. Anyone have an extra $12.5 million I could borrow? I promise to buy you a burger at the Ear.
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Aquagrill
NFT's favorite straight-up seafood restaurant. Great feel.
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Bar Six
Pretty much a perfect French bistro.
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BLT Burger
Really, really freakin' good burgers.
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Bobo
Hip eats, if you can find the unmarked basement entrance.
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Café Asean
Pan-Asian, via Mr. Wong.
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Corner Bistro
Top NYC burgers. Perfect at 3 am.
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Ditch Plains
Great for seafood or breakfast.
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Employees Only
Deco-decorated eatery with a damn good bar.
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En Japanese Brasserie
Amazing izakaya not to be missed.
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Fatty Crab
West Village favorite for Malaysian street food.
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French Roast
Open 24 hours. French comfort food.
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GoBo
Even vegans deserve a decent place to eat.
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Home
There's no place like it.
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Joe's Pizza
Excellent slices.
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John's Pizzeria
Quintessential NY pizza.
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Keste Pizzeria
So authentic, it's the headquarters for the APN (look it up).
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La Bonbonniere
Best cheap breakfast in the city.
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Little Havana
Cuban food cooked by the Cuban grandma you never had.
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Mary's Fish Camp
Amy Sedaris used to wait tables here for fun. Killer food!
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Mercadito
Inventive Mexican with great fish taco choices.
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Pearl Oyster Bar
For all your lobster roll cravings. NFT fave.
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Po
Creative Italian. Intimate feel.
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Spice Market
Another Jean-George joint. Thai-Malaysian street food and beautiful people.
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Spotted Pig
We finally got in. All great except for pig ears.
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Taim
Gourmet falafel with mind-blowing housemade sauces.
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Art Bar
Great spaces, cool crowd.
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Arthur's Tavern
Featuring great jazz and blues since 1937.
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Barrow's Pub
Low-key, old man bar.
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Blind Tiger Ale House
Different location, same idea (beer).
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Duplex
Everything's still fun.
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Employees Only
Classy cocktails for big bucks.
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Gaslight Lounge
Laidback attitude.
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Henrietta Hudson
Good lesbian vibe.
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Jazz Gallery
Not-for-profit jazz venue.
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Johnny's Bar
Occassional celeb sightings at this popular dive.
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Kettle of Fish
Cozy couches and darts.
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Marie's Crisis
Showtunes only! And no, Billy Joel doesn't count.
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Rusty Knot
Who knew rich kids loved nautical themed bars?
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SOB's
World music venue with salsa lessons on Mondays.
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Stonewall Inn
From the L to the GB and T, this is where it all began.
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The Ear Inn
2nd oldest bar in NYC. A great place.
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The Otheroom
Surprisingly decent beer selection with great, low-key vibe.
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Village Vanguard
Classic NYC jazz venue. Not to be missed.
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Vol de Nuit
Belgian beers, cool vibe.
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White Horse Tavern
Another NYC classic.
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Wilfie and Nell
Cool space, good food; too bad someone told the i-bankers.
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Alexander McQueen
Brit bad boy designs.
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Alphabets
Fun miscellany store.
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Bleecker Street Records
Classic Village record shop. Great selection.
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Citarella
Wealthy foodies love this place.
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CO Bigelow Chemists
Classic village pharmacy. Do try and patronize it.
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Faicco's Pork Store
Proscuitto bread, homemade sausage, huge heros, pork heaven.
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Flight 001
Cute hipster travel shop. And they sell NFT!
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Grandaisy Bakery
The best bakery, period.
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Health & Harmony
Small health food store with good selection and decent prices.
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House of Oldies
Everything on vinyl.
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Jacques Torres Chocolate Haven
Tastebud bliss brought to you by the Master of Chocolate.
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Jeffrey
Avant-garde (and wildly expensive) mini-department store.
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Murray's Cheese Shop
We love cheese, and so does Murray's.
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Mxyplyzyk
Great, quirky, mid-range tchochkes and home décor.
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Myers of Keswick
Killer English sausages, pasties, etc. And "Bounty!"
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O Ottomanelli's & Sons
High quality meats and the friendliest butchers in town.
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Rebel Rebel Records
Small CD and LP shop with knowledgeable staff.
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Scott Jordan Furniture
Solid hardwood furniture. Super-cool and mostly unaffordable.
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Stella McCartney
Hip, animal-friendly fashion.
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The End of History
Very cool shop specializing in antique glass.
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The Leather Man
No, you won't look like James Dean. But it'll help.
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Three Lives and Co
General Interest books.
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Vitra
Sleek and modern home furnishings. Super-cool.
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Bob Dylan's One-Time Apartment
Bob Dylan lived here in the '60s.
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Chumley's
Former speakeasy under renovation; let's hope it reopens soon!
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Jefferson Market
Now a library.
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Old Homestead
Said to be NY's oldest steakhouse, circa 1868.
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Patchin Place
Tiny gated enclave, once home to e.e. cummings.
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Stonewall Inn
Site of a very important uprising in the late '60s.
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The Cage (basketball court)
Where everybody's got game…
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The Ear Inn
Second-oldest bar in New York; great space.
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The High Line
Stunning elevated park; a testament to human creativity.
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Westbeth Building
Cool multifunctional arts center.
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White Horse Tavern
Another old, cool bar. Dylan Thomas drank here (too much).
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