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 Amazing how Midtown continues to be a desert when it comes to decent (more than decent) lunch options. So Naya Express, a spinoff of the Lebanese restaurant Naya, is a welcome addition. Line up for better-than-most shawarma sandwiches, falafel, chicken shish taouk with garlic sauce, babaghanoush, manakeech (zaatar-topped flatbreads) and more. [...]
 In a strange world where hotels are attractions unto themselves, you’ve no doubt found yourself heading to the new-ish Ace for a drink or a Stumptown coffee in the lounge, or for a sandwich at the hotel’s No. 7 Sub Shop, or for a gander at the Manhattan-Portland design mashup. Or for arguably the biggest draw of all: The Breslin, where It chef April Bloomfield of the Spotted Pig spins out even more inventive, artery-garnishing dishes [...]
 Within weeks of opening, Cheeky already looked like a neighborhood fixture. It’s cramped and ever-so-slightly trashed on the inside—very New Orleans, and deeply welcome if you have a thing for Nola— but the kitchen counter is immaculate. And so are the heavenly po’boys, stuffed with fried oysters or fried shrimp or fried chicken (sense a theme?) or braised short ribs [...]
 Stop by Xian Fine Foods for the hand-pulled lamb noodles. Stay for the “spicy and tingly” lamb-face salad, the stewed pork “burger”, the liang pi “cold skin” noodles with sesame sauce and chili oil. Amazing what this tiny little storefront noodle stand can do, from pulling its own thick, stretchy, lusciously sopping noodles right at the counter, to frying up [...]
 At a friend’s awesome wedding in Missouri last summer, the designated hotel happened to be hosting a Tiny Treasures convention. What are Tiny Treasures? Very creepy little dolls that are meant to look like real babies; and terrifyingly, they do. So what does this have to do with the Allen Street Italian restaurant Sorella? Nothing, except that it too is a tiny treasure; but it’s not creepy or terrifying. It’s just cool. And delicious, and [...]
 If a full-on splurge at the luxe-seafood den Marea will do in what’s left of your bank account, stop in for a snack at the crudo bar. Chef Michael White’s Italian spins on sushi are [...]
 Anyone who’s been to the late Black Betty will feel intense deja-vu walking into the Commodore. Yes. it’s the same space, but you’re on another planet now—planet Southern cookin. Sit at the bar or in a booth, and fill up on none-too-light diner-style options like the chicken thighs with biscuits, or the Hot Fish or Adult Cheese (that’s pimento cheese) sandwiches. [...]
 A fantasy shop for Spanish-food fetishists, Despaña now has some tables in back where you can gorge privately on the Basque tapas laid out marvelously on the counter. Some of my favorites here are the Flautas Castañas,small sandwiches of salchicon sausage, goat cheese, and [...]
 Don’t show up late to dinner at Raoul’s. There’s no place to wait—the bar area is cramped and zoolike—and your dinner date will want to kill you. If you get the showing-up-on-time part right, you can’t really go wrong at this sweetly worn-in old French bistro. The crisply seared [...]
 Sometimes the only thing that will do is a griddled Venezuelan corn cake smeared with salty white cheese, or with sweet plantains and avocado, or with grilled chorizo and jalapenos. These aren’t those flabby street-fest arepas. At Caracas Arepa Bar, they’re expertly [...]
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