Tom Colicchio takes the sandwich to art school without forgetting its humble public school roots.
Cool rules the door at this lavish new hot spot.
Chelsea location of ubiquitous "Gap for hipsters."
Family-owned business brings worldwide flower power to NYC.
New lounge from Marquee mandarins.
High end avant garde that draws the likes of Anna Wintour.
Euro wine bar actually built for comfort more than speed.
Gay bar light on 'tude. If there really is such a thing, this could be the place.
What you'd find hanging in your sorority sister's closet. Bebe leaves little to the imagination, and even less to your wallet.
They call themselves "purveyors of fashion."
Way more stylish than its culinary kinfolk, the crunchy healthnuts here totally shower on the reg.
Fifties playboy living room slash New England clam shack. Whatever, they have oyster shooters!
Thick black eyeglasses, frail Vassar grads, and the art world supastars they love. Pasta, too.
Excessive manse of overstimulation. The sixth borough is here to stay.
Wear yo' bank statement on your sleeve, sip cocktails with Mother Russia's fave models and mafiosos.
Good times al fresco at the Maritime.
Worth dealing with the long wait, sassy waiters and push-and-shove environment to get some of that homecooked goodness.
Revamped hotspot amps up the system, adds some design touches, focuses more on electronic music.
Brewery with waterfront boozing for golfers, tourists, and gym yunnies.
New spot from Adam and David of Impulse in the former Snitch space.
This tunnel-like entrance transports you...elsewhere.
Join the scrum for Sullivan St. Bakery's superlative pizzeria.
Bright, shiny, happy, sustainable, local, grass-fed organic grub. Extend your life.
Tom Colicchio's flesh venture.
Fancified peasant food from the Batali-Bastianich Roman Empire. Expensive in every way.
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