Vegetables (a.k.a. dirt candy) are the stars of this menu, and as freaky as it may sound, one of the best dishes is (drumroll): tiramisu with eggplant.
While plenty of neighborhood restaurants are making tiny, expensive, artisan pies, this little stall makes a far superior version. Read: extra oil, extra herbs, and shockingly good tomato sauce.
This Mexican bakery brought with it pan dulce and antojitos, but as the menu expanded, the baked goods faded away and what we're left with is one of the best and cheapest Mexican restaurants in town.
Local, sustainable, and meaty. The Sunday pig roast is the star and has become someone of a legendary dish here, but excellent food comes out of this kitchen all week long.
This offshoot of a popular Jackson Heights cafe brings authentic Isaan Thai food to the East Village. A word of caution to the weak of tongue: food can be mouth-searingly spicy here.
This place feels like it was transported here directly from Tuscany. Dishes are simle, tasting of the sun on endless fields of sunflowers and grapes, including the fried bunny (trust us).
When this place opened it wasn't exactly the hottest spot. That is, until it filled with Japanese expats who clearly recognized something great. Specializing in regional miso, it rivals even Ippudo.
Though it's turned a lot towards duck, old favorites like fatty pork buns smeared with hoisin and the whole pork shoulder mobbed with raw oysters remain. And did we mention the desserts?
The menu at Prune is always a surprise, but they manage to make an array of seemingly random ingredients work together in ways you would have never imagined. Go at lunch when you can nab a seat!
