Terroir

Hearth and Insieme crew land a third jewel for their wine bar crown. Similar vibe to downtown spots, combining under-control prices and top bites. Menu sounds an “old-school salute” to fried scallops in bacon vinaigrette, beef tongue sammies, and French dip. Glorious fry list covers funky beef balls, lamb sausage, house special Yoshi chicken. Wines reflect terroir, Rieslings from the Heiligenstein, chenin from Loire Valley tuffeau. Low-key space with long bar, chic black tables.

Pookie & Sebastian

Named for a couple of Yorkies, and the cuteness doesn’t end there. Flirty mini-chain stocks trendy pieces for youthful looks. Quality can vary, but always a solid choice for designer denim. Citizens of Humanity, Hudson Jeans, and Pookie house brand, in the latest washes and skinny cuts. Fun jewelry and tops, too. Frequent turnover to keep in step with the fashions.

Wolfgang’s Steakhouse

After cutting his chops with steakmaster Peter Luger for more than four decades, headwaiter Wolfgang Zwiener bailed for his own high-end meat house. Exceptional porterhouse, unbelievable filet mignon, tasty sides like German potatoes and creamed spinach. In former Vanderbilt Hotel dining area, with vaulted Guastavino ceiling and hanging lamps recalling a Gilded Age train station. The makings of a modern classic, well done.

Rare in the Shelburne Hotel

The best burger on the Hill and perhaps in all of the known universe, i.e. NYC. Pampered patties not limited to beef: ahi, crab and bison join the gamut. Panoply of toppings, from the expected to the no freakin’ way. We dare you to grace your beef burger with truffle butter, foie gras, smoked cheddar, and a fried egg. Helpfully, emergency room’s right around the corner. Pickles courtesy of LES legend Guss. Simple bistro digs with nice dark wood.

Rodeo Bar

The ghost of Johnny Cash floats through this legendary roadhouse, blessing every last drop of amber whiskey with his immortal baritone. Hold on tight and drink hard while toasting a long-dead Texas. Nightly no-cover musical bookings of down ‘n’ dirty alternative up and comers. Better for drinking than eating, and if you’re drinking, order ’em stiff.

Salvation Taco

The Spotted Pig dons a sombrero. Gastropub legends April Bloomfield and Ken Friedman team up for a taqueria inside the Pod 39. Gamy meats carry over: crispy pig ear, pork belly with pineapple salad, lamb tongue tortas. Tacos push the boundaries, employing naan or stuffed with roast cauliflower and curried crema. Interior goes whole hog south of the border. Carved fruit and veggie wall like Carmen Miranda’s hat. Timbered ceilings, tchotchkes, fringed lamps over the bar sure to have you flashing back to your favorite Tijuana bordello.

The Cutting Room

Chris Noth, the artist formerly known as Mr. Big, is the proprietor of this second-go-round music club. Roomy two-tiered space highlighted by serpentine bar shaped into a giant guitar. Rock décor picks up in iconic portraits, “Stratolier” light fixture. Ginormous stage under empyrean mural completes Vegas effects. Solid shows, from performance to rock, won’t scare off grown-ups. Detective Mike Logan himself frequently in the house.

Asellina

Named for the proprietor of a little neighborhood tavern in Pompeii, but there’s nothing small scale about Gansevoort Park’s house Italian. Double-height ceilings, multiple lounges, bars, dining rooms. Leather, wood, and stone in the finishes. Mediterranean-inspired seared and roasted meats, fresh pastas, and octopus pizza.