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The Hit List: New NYC Restaurants To Try Right Now
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When new restaurants open, we check them out. We subject our stomachs and social lives to the good, the bad, and more often than not, the perfectly fine. And every once in a while, a new spot makes us feel like Adam Sandler at a sweatpants sale. When that happens, we add it here, to The Hit List.
The Hit List is where you’ll find all of the best new restaurants in New York. As long as it opened within the past several months and we’re still talking about it, it’s on this guide. The latest addition might be a buzzy new restaurant with caviar priced by the bump. Or it might be an under-the-radar lunch counter, where a few dollars gets you something that rattles around in your brain like a loose penny in a dryer.
Keep tabs on the Hit List and you'll always know just which new restaurants you should be eating at right now. (If you're looking for more Brooklyn spots, check out our borough-specific Hit List, too.)
New to the Hit List (4/10): Bungalow, Tha Phraya, Frena
THE SPOTS
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Thumping bass, fake vines, and a celebrity chef are all potential red flags. But we’ve had some seriously good food at Bungalow. This East Village restaurant channels the spirit of a retro Indian clubhouse, with sprawling rugs, rattan chairs, and an excess of chandeliers. Its menu, on the other hand, goes the modern route. Try the tart, architecturally interesting purple sweet potato chaat, then spend some quality time with the Rajathani pulled lamb in a thick, chocolate-brown curry. Reservations are scarce, but you can always put your name in for a table, then find somewhere to hang for an hour or so. The front cocktail lounge, for example.
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There’s an attention-grabbing “ice cream hot pot” at Tha Phraya, but that’s not what makes this Thai spot on the Upper East Side sizzle. From the neon yellow sign at the entrance, to the illuminated cityscape in the back “Temple Room,” everything here is stylishly lit—and that includes the food, which tingles with freshly ground and pounded spices. They have dishes from all over Thailand, but start with the chef’s specialities on the menu’s first page: the pomelo salad is perfectly balanced and strewn with tiny little fishes, and the fried whole branzino comes in a tangy kaeng som curry that’s hard to stop eating, even as it bubbles down into a thicker, spicier sauce over the course of dinner. We’ll be heading back soon to delve into the menu’s back half.
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There’s supermarket hummus, regular restaurant hummus, and then there’s the hummus at Frena. It has the texture of half-melted ice cream, and we would gladly eat it with a spoon, but their hot and crusty, oven-fresh flatbread is more than up to the task. They make good use of that wood-fired oven, with dishes like a butterflied branzino with lemon potatoes getting a final kiss of the flame. Get the signature Lamb Terracotta—meatballs in a vibrant tomato and tahini sauce, and at least a few dips to share. A meal for two will run around $175, but it’s worth it for a nice date in a room with giant windows and trees growing out of big urns. Splash out for some interesting wines from Europe and North Africa.
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Crudo fatigue is the firstest of first world problems, but just when we thought we were sick of raw seafood and wine, here comes Penny, a new seafood bar in the East Village. The 31-seat counter is situated above its sister restaurant Claud, and you might think snacking here before a full dinner downstairs is the move. But Penny is worth your full attention. Start with the icebox, a luxurious raw bar selection on a personal tray of ice, and then stick around for stuffed squid, whole lobster, and a creamy oyster roast with puff pastry on top. The shoulder-to-shoulder set-up is slightly chaotic, but when everyone oohs-and-ahhs with you at your rare red rice sake order, you’ll appreciate the camaraderie.
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Mama’s Too is the rare Upper West Side establishment that regularly draws lines, and we’ve been waiting for the West Village debut of this hit pizza spot for months. It’s finally here, and just as good as the original, with incredible, crisp-bottomed square slices that are topped with things like poached pear and gorgonzola, cacio e pepe, or a generous layer of pepperoni. They have regular slices too, and their rotating Wednesday and Saturday sandwich specials are also available— the only real difference is that this location has some indoor seating.
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It's not so surprising that this new udon shop in the East Village is fantastic, and already accumulating 50-plus person lines on 2nd Avenue. It's from the people behind another one of our favorite places to eat Japanese noodles, Okiboru House of Tsukemen. Here, they specialize in double-wide Himokawa udon that warrants a 45-minute wait. Not to mention the expertly fried vegetables, shrimp, and bacon tempura that complement the chewy, slurpable noodles. Go on a nice day, because the fact that there are only 20 seats won't exactly get you inside quickly (coming alone should help, though).
Unlike so many 21st-century Italian restaurants designed to feel old, this Noho spot from the owners of Delmonico’s is charming not cheesy. Black-and-white photos, brick walls, and that quintessential formal service are conducive to romance over a little shrimp scampi. And 1800s-era stone arches make up for any lackluster pastas, like bland casarecce and agnolotti. Stick to the dishes that share chophouse DNA with Delmonico’s, and sit in the downstairs dining room. The top floor with a shiny bar and large tables looks like it’s from an entirely different mood board, and doesn’t have the same (admittedly manufactured) old-world appeal.
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Between the surf guitar and an affection for citrus, San Sabino feels like the nicest seaside cafe in 1970s Malibu—only they do fancy Italian American seafood and there's a view of a uBreakiFix cell phone repair shop. You might have to know a guy to get a reservation at this limoncello-colored West Village restaurant from the Don Angie team, but dishes like farfalle stuffed with bright chili crab are worth the fuss of getting in. Or do what we did and stand in line by 4:30pm, then kill a few hours at a West Village bar before it’s time to gulp down shrimp parm or a cocktail that tastes like an Italian mojito.
We've had taco momos, and momos wrapped in parathas, but we’ve never encountered a momo quite like Ramro's delicate dumpling stuffed with duck confit. It's just one of the dishes at this tiny Astoria restaurant that blends Nepali and Filipino influences without feeling gimmicky. Ramro began its life as FoodStruck, serving messy-delicious late-night food. Now it's somewhere to start your night with a glass of wine and juicy wagyu longganisa, then end it with calamansi ice cream over tealights and quiet hip-hop. We haven't tried the $99 chef’s tasting at the four-seat counter yet. But the $9 sake cocktails at Happy Hour are a gentle way to ease into a weekend—Ramro is only open Friday through Sunday.
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If you’re drawn to the scent of fresh bagels and “everything” seasoning, welcome to the club—and please make your way to Apollo in the East Village as fast as possible. The bagels at this former pop-up share sourdough DNA with the pizza at Leo: they’re slightly tangy, with springy crags and holes inside, and the seeded varieties are thickly encrusted. We loved them so much, we added Apollo to our Best Bagels guide. You need to be at this streamlined shop as soon as you can roll out of bed, because the line can get pretty long after around 10am. But it’s worth the wait—the bagels come out hot, with a crust that’s just begging to be ripped apart and devoured on the spot.
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Your next night out should start with a cocktail made with feta cheese and tequila at Theodora in Fort Greene. Then, it should continue with za’atar kubaneh, which looks like cinnamon rolls if you swapped the cinnamon sugar for za’atar, and comes with three sauces for dipping. This Mediterranean restaurant with fish-forward small plates is from the people behind Miss Ada, and it’s where you should bring someone who’s ears perk up at the words “earth-toned” and “open-fire cooking”. Early and late reservations are available for now, and when we visited last week, there was lots of space for walk-ins.
Demo in the West Village encapsulates a whole word-cloud worth of recent trends: a coffee shop by day and a wine bar by night, it sells shoppy-shop items, and shares a kitchen with a bagelry. The pounding R&B deep cuts are working even harder than the staff’s forearm tattoos to make this place feel exciting, but you can get some pretty good snacks to go with a glass of wine made from some grape you've never heard of. A full meal may run you over $100 per person, so unless you're flush with cash, stick to the smaller plates like the lengua tonnata decorated with caper berries, or artistically sliced raw diver scallops with simple lemon and herb gremolata. Crudo chasers, your next target is acquired.
There’s a new West Village restaurant that isn’t very hard to get into, and it’s from the folks behind one of the top Mexican spots in the city, Casa Enrique. Located on a relatively quiet stretch of Bedford Street, the walk-in-only Quique Crudo has just around 20 stools spread across a narrow room where you will, at some point, elbow a fellow diner. Pop in for a crab tostada and some aguachile, and be sure to try the tequila Old Fashioned or one of the other 40-ish drinks on their obsessively extensive cocktail list.
Crispy grilled skewers, spicy and funky fruit salads, and cocktails that are described with just enough smut to keep things spicy are all things you can expect at Sappe in Chelsea. This restaurant from the Soothr team brings the drama, with a theatrical marquee and a dining room that's lit bright neon pink, with a mirror on the ceiling. The cocktails are named after seductive characters in Thai movies and novels (the Boonleung is named for a “seasoned widow” who would ask her stepson to rub ice cubes on her back). Only the two $27 drinks have their origin stories on the menu, but you can find the rest on their website, and they’re a perfect pair with the menu’s classic Thai street food and drinking snacks.
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Coqodaq serves their fancy fried chicken in silver buckets. They sell baby bottles of champagne, and you can get a single “golden nugget” with caviar on top for $28. 24-karat pieces of poultry aside, this Korean restaurant in Flatiron isn’t as obnoxious as it sounds. It’s the sister restaurant to sceney Korean steakhouse Cote, and for a celebratory dinner or Friday night out, it can actually be a pretty good deal. Groups should do the Bucket List, a meal format for the table that comes with two types of fried chicken, banchan, noodles, and frozen yogurt for $38 per person. Despite being hormone-free, farmers' market-fed chickens, these birds are incredibly juicy and plump, and you get half a chicken per person. Reservations are already impossible, but walk-ins are welcome at the bar.
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You know what’s hot right now? Specificity. Some of the most exciting restaurants in NYC are focusing on regional cuisine (which is, admittedly, a slightly misleading term, because all cuisine is more or less regional). We’re talking Northern Mexican at Corima, Oklahoma smashburgers at Hamburger America, and pretty much everything at Dhamaka, Naks, and Semma. The latest proof of concept is Kanyakumari, a new spot near Union Square serving ultra-flavorful takes on mostly coastal South Indian dishes. Their menu bounces from state to state, with standouts like sweet, salty Kerala-style duck and crispy beef with coconut shavings.
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There are two types of people: those who’ve managed to score a reservation at Dept. of Culture, and those who have been trying for months. Whichever camp you fall into, you should pay a visit to Radio Kwara. The tiny Nigerian spot in Clinton Hill is from the same team, but swaps the tasting format for an a la carte menu, where the most expensive thing—a whole roasted guinea fowl—is $32. It’s BYOB, so come with a friend and a bottle of red from the wine store next door. Share some goat meat pepper soup, charred octopus suya, and the butter-soaked bread ati obe with marinated mushrooms, which our server described as “brioche on steroids.”
Corima serves a drink made with uni, gin, and lemon. They call it an Uni Gin Sour, and it does actually taste like sea urchin, so you’d think it wouldn’t work. But it does. So well. (Imagine a creamsicle with a hint of ocean.) This Northern Mexican-inspired restaurant in Chinatown is down to take risks, and those risks tend to have delicious results. Try the steak tartare tlayuda topped with edamame guacamole, and get the duck enmoladas wrapped in amaranth tortillas. Most of the seats in the long, dark room are reserved for à la carte dining, but there’s also a $98 tasting menu at a little chef’s counter. We’ll report back once we try it.
