Restaurants in West Village
Easy to miss, this unassuming West Village restaurant is located inside an unmarked, 100-year-old brownstone. After entering through the dimly lit basement, diners step upstairs to the intimate, candle-lit dining room that feels reminiscent of a dinner party.
Zak Pelaccio is a shaggy, pork-loving genius whose food takes elements of laid-back locavorism, the slow-smoke traditions of southern BBQ, and the sweet, spicy, fermented goodness of Southeast Asia and cobbles together a witty, funky, and yes, deliciously fatty style all his own.
Styled after a country estate, restaurateur Keith McNally’s Waverly Place trattoria frames its rustic furnishings—farmhouse-style tables and chairs and old wooden cabinets—within a space that features weathered brick columns and wooden ceiling beams warmly illuminated by candlestick-shade chandel
Inspired by her childhood summers spent in Maine, chef Rebecca Charles opened Pearl Oyster Bar in 1999 after noticing the absence of fresh lobster rolls on New York’s culinary scene.
Few chefs have racked up as many accolades as Babbo’s Mario Batali.
In the heart of NYC’s Greenwich Village sits this neighborhood favorite. Established in 1977, Knickerbocker Bar & Grill features wood-paneled walls filled with memorabilia like original caricatures by Al Hirschfield and copies of the Saturday Evening Post.
Inspired by the eponymous Milanese café established in the 1930’s, Sant Ambroeus serves authentic Italian fare for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Join the Third Wave of the New York coffee revolution. Joe the Art of Coffee cafe in the East Village is placing NYC on the map for top quality coffee.
Joe Campanale seems too young to have been a sommelier at Babbo—he’s 24—but his Joe Campanale seems too young to have been a sommelier at Babbo—he’s 24—but his smart Italian wine list and herbal-infused cocktails at this always-packed new restaurant prove otherwise. Drinks $15.
More than 900 bottles of fine spirits, including the city’s largest scotch collection, line the backlit “bookshelves” at this Tribeca lounge.