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The 50 best brunch places in NYC: Manhattan

See our picks for the top breakfast and brunch in the city

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It can be hard to navigate Manhattan’s plethora of restaurants, especially when you’re fighting off hunger pangs. Time to look at our best brunch picks for Manhattan, view them on a map or see them by neighborhood. From classic diners to upscale fine dining, we’ve picked our favorite brunches to satisfy your weekend cravings.

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The best spots for brunch in Manhattan

ABC Kitchen

Housed in luxe houseware emporium ABC Carpet & Home, Jean-Georges Vongerichten’s green palace looks like a quaint farmhouse plucked straight out of a fairy tale. Like its furnishings, the restaurant’s ingredients are all locally sourced. There are hearty omelettes and other egg-based concoctions that no doubt came from very happy chickens; bright and satisfying salads you actually want to order for brunch; and French toast so fluffy, ordering it should be mandatory. Make a reservation, or be prepared to wait (and shop while you wait).—Marley Lynch

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Union Square


This popular West Village eatery serves a two-hour bottomless brunch until 4pm. The $28 brunch menu gets you an entrée and your choice of all-you-can-drink margaritas, Bloody Marys, mimosas or sangria. Although they take reservations, be sure to book at least a week in advance as tables fill up quickly. Tables sitting down after 2pm will have their drinks cut off promptly at 4pm, unfortunately for New Yorkers who like to get their money's worth. —Tazi Phillips

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West Village


You’ll think you’re still drunk—how else could you explain pizza bagels topped with pepperoni made of egg yolks, or popcorn kernels that taste exactly like a Bloody Mary? That would be the whimsical handiwork of gastro demigod Wylie Dufresne, who offers brunch-ready comfort food cranked up to 11 at his modern East Village pub. And if jerk-chicken waffles and French-onion-soup rings don’t give you the mind jolt you need to shake off your precaffeine hangover daze, a trio of boozy juices—available in tomato-miso, pineapple-pepper and apple-kale varieties—should more than do the trick.—Christina Izzo

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East Village

Amy Ruth’s

Harlem staple Amy Ruth's is a true soul-food institution. The cheery, laid-back eatery serves dishes named for famous figures, many of whom have stopped by over the years. Try the Rev. Al Sharpton—crunchy fried chicken and waffles—though there’s a whole variety of something-and-waffle options featuring less traditional ingredients, such as catfish and ribs. Sides like mac and cheese, collard greens and candied yams are top-notch too.—Evelyn Derico

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Nestled next to the High Line, Cookshop is perfect for alfresco dining. The seasonal, locally sourced dishes and array of fresh, piquant cocktails—many of which contain bitters or muddled fruits—are not to be missed. For a decadent brunch, try the raisin and walnut French toast, served with candied almonds, blood orange and vanilla-cinnamon custard. Appetizers include smoked brook trout rillettes with pickled diakon, salmon roe and horseradish crème fraîche. Many dishes are grilled, rotisseried or prepared in a wood-burning oven, in a wide-ranging display of sophisticated food craftsmanship.
—Evelyn Derico

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A short stroll from the Chambers St subway stop, Edward’s is a sunny, relaxed Tribeca eatery that feels, due to strategically placed mirrors, refreshingly large and airy. In keeping with the French-brasserie decor, the brunch menu has a robust range of stomach-filling goodies, from buttermilk pancakes to crab-cake sandwiches. (The chilaquiles currently seem to be missing from the menu on their website, but it’s worth a shot ordering them anyway—maybe the kitchen will be feeling generous. Edward’s gets bonus points for its well-stocked bar and numerous group-friendly seating arrangements.—Nick Leftley

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It’s a food-world trope that big-league chefs hate brunch, feeling confined by the hallowed 11am–3pm space between breakfast and lunch. But this Food & Drink Award–winning Nolita alcove—from former Isa talent Ignacio Mattos—doesn’t slack off for the early meal. Rather, Mattos issues elegant reimagined staples made to share, though you won’t want to: whipped ricotta with citrus and coconut, a yogurt-parfait update; a fish-sauce-spiked Bloody Mary; and Bien Cuit tebirke layered with a sunny-side-up egg, crispy pancetta and aioli-topped avocado. You’ll initially damn how hard it is to spot the restaurant’s nondescript doorway, but after a thoughtful meal at the airy white-marble bar, you’ll be grateful that all those shopping-bag-toting passersby aren’t crowding your newfound brunch favorite.—Christina Izzo

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Friend of a Farmer

This farmer has many friends, so get there early (say, before 11am) on weekends to avoid standing in line. Rustic as an L.L. Bean catalog styled by Grant Wood, the eatery has a square-jawed directness that comes through in simple ingredients, relative affordability and straightforward dish names (the basket of assorted freshly baked breads really should be rechristened the basket of “Omigod, the zucchini bread!”). Still, the homestead has a touch of whimsy: Rumor has it that every time someone orders the Farmers’ Market Omelette, a waiter sprints three blocks to the Union Square Greenmarket to buy fresh eggs, spinach, mushrooms and cheese.—Silvija Ozols

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Jack's Wife Freda

Israeli-born Maya Jankelowitz met her South African husband, Dean, while working at Balthazar, and the patrons at their charming, sunlit Soho nook look like holdovers from that late-breakfast bastion—i.e., tiny-waisted ladies who brunch, and the men who love them. But the Jankelowitzes’ café offers Jewish-tinged bites as warm and comforting as anything your bubbe ever made you: rosewater waffles with Lebanese yogurt and honey, and the hard-to-pronounce but easy-to-eat green shakshouka (eggs baked in a chili- and cumin-spiced tomato sauce). With one (or three) refreshing cantaloupe mimosas, chowing down next to hoards of lithe brunch ladies ain’t so bad after all. In fact, it’s pretty damn great.—Christina Izzo

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The best brunch seats at Andrew Carmellini’s splashy Gallic brasserie are the coveted windowside tables, if only for the view—not just of bustling Noho but of the restaurant’s bountiful, gleaming pastry counter and its crazy good coconut-banana-chocolate croissants. And there’s plenty more to ogle: luxuriant plates like the house eggs, hard-cooked and deviled with trout roe; the gleaming, handsome space, punctuated by multiple archways and coffee-colored booths; and the pretty people gabbing over their niçoise salads. It’s an all-day operation—good thing, too, because you’ll want to soak up that picturesque ambience from brunch till dinner.—Christina Izzo

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