Santa Fe

Restaurants in Santa Fe

A small adobe building with sky-blue trim houses Vinaigrette, a farm-to-table salad bistro located off Cerrillos Road. The modern decor includes glossy red chairs, butcher block tables, and a moss-green tiled bar; the outdoor patio is shaded by an old apricot tree.

Located near the Railyard Park on Cerrillos Road, Chicago Dog Express sells authentic Vienna beef hot dogs from their food cart situated under the bright blue awning with Vienna-style tables nearby.

Located near Santa Fe Plaza, the Cafe Ecco Espresso and Gelato serves hand-pulled espresso drinks, spicy hot chocolate, deli sandwiches, pastries, and Italian-style gelato. The adobe building has a small patio space, while the inside is bright with daubed yellow walls and additional seating.

Self-taught pastry chef Melinda Gipson opened this treat shop in a handsome little adobe right next to the Georgia O’Keefe Museum.

Since it’s moved from its original location a few times, this café no longer sits in an actual tree. But this downtown hub still offers a delicious, mostly organic menu with surprising gluten-free options like the large breakfast burrito smothered in Chimayo red chile.

Steeped in Ayurvedic tradition, and offering an all-vegetarian menu, Annapurna—a Sanskrit word meaning “complete food”—serves gluten-free veggie dishes, soups, and specials of the day, seven days a week.

Apart from traditionally baked bread and a few salad dressings (just ask which ones have gluten), everything on the menu at this casual farm-to-table eatery is safe for gluten-free diners.

Anyone who believes that breads, cinnamon rolls, scones, muffins, and cupcakes can’t taste good without gluten needs to eat here—they’ll be proved immediately and deliciously wrong.

This beautiful bar north of Santa Fe is a long way to drive for a drink, but the crisp air, open-pit fireplaces, and uninterrupted sunset views are well worth the excursion, especially if you’re on your way to a late night at the Opera.

There’s not a lot of indoor space in this bar, which is a large part of its appeal. When it’s empty you can carry on an interesting conversation with the bartender, who always seems to be a great conversationalist. But when it’s full, this place feels packed.

I love the Agave Lounge precisely because it feels like it doesn’t belong in Santa Fe. With sleek, long leather couches and a fireplace straight out of the Jetsons, this hipster enclave doesn’t have a chile ristra in site.

Whatever secret ingredient the bartender adds to his Agave Way margarita, beyond red grapes, New Mexico green chile, Espolón Reposado tequila, lime juice, and agave nectar, he needs to keep doing it.

What’s not to love about a bar that’s purportedly haunted by the dead wife of the business magnate who once owned this mansion?