The hits land one after the next: lush brandade with garlic bread, bacon-wrapped dates (you have to), and the always perfectly cooked whole-roasted fish. Read more.
Order the scarily addictive baked potato bing bread stuffed with bacon and scallions and served with sour-cream butter; wash it down with some hard-to-find Slow City Makgeoll. Read more.
One word: chilaquiles. Available only at brunch and after midnight, i.e., exactly when you’ll need them the most. If you go the burger route, know that a single cheeseburger is actually a double. Read more.
The namesake arroz gordo is essential, but so are the lacy-edged potstickers and piri piri chicken, so you’d better come hungry. Read more.
Look up: Half the fun of camping out at Caffé Streets is the trippy mod decor. The nested wood ceiling panels are worth the visit alone. Read more.
Instead of the usual roster of pastries, the menu featuring duck eggs Benedict, charcuterie, housemade pickles, and local cheeses accompanies a jack-of-all-trades coffee program. Read more.
Tote a glass of wine as you step through room after room of Nancy Meyers–worthy furniture. Then recover with a green juice or a bacon club. Read more.
