The former-railway-turned-elevated-park offers both garden and city views, ever-changing public art installations, prime sunbathing spots and even a few food vendors. But to sustain your meandering, 20-block walk along the tracks, you’ll need to make a pit stop at one of these nearby eateries—and maybe (definitely) grab a drink at bars near the High Line after that.
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The owners of the perpetually packed East Village slice shop have expanded to another nightlife-saturated 'hood: Chelsea. The casual interior features tin ceilings and exposed ducts, plus one thing Artichoke devotees won't encounter at the 14th Street location: seating. Belly up to granite tables for an expanded menu of classic spinach-artichoke, crab and Margherita pies, as well as a "burnt anchovy" option (cooked until the fish "melts" into the mozzarella). Rounding out the offerings are appetizers like cauliflower fritters and pasta fagioli—plus beer and wine to keep the party going.
Sullivan Street Bakery founder Jim Lahey brings his mastery of bread-making to Roman-style thin-crust pizza at this spacious joint. Take a seat at one of the long communal tables and chow down on wood-fired pies, including varieties like the Popeye, which combines three different cheeses and fresh spinach ($17).
Cookshop presents the ideal combination of great American food, prepared by Chef Marc Meyer, warm hospitality and meaningful design to west Chelsea. At the heart and soul of Cookshop lies the owners’ commitment to bringing an honest seasonal dining option to New York City coupled with an exceptional beverage program.
Though late-night standing-room-only tapas bars are common in Spain, this tiny spot is the one of the few places in NYC that replicates their atmosphere. The restaurant's "Turistico" menu rotates monthly, focusing on food from one region of Spain at a time; among the current menu offerings are an appetizer of assorted olives ($4), an authentic Spanish tortilla (actually a potato-and-egg dish; $6), and an uni panino—a sea-urchin sandwich ($15).
The Cleaver Co., a New York–based sustainable caterer since 1981, offers farm-to-table fare at this eatery in the heart of Chelsea Market. Its pastoral decor includes distressed, celadon-painted tables and a small wine bar set near the entrance. The menu's eats change frequently based on the availability of in-season ingredients, but signature dishes like chicken potpie ($16) and the kimchi-topped GT burger ($16) are typically available.
It seemed like a crazy idea in the late ’80s—serving real French food on a remote corner of Tenth Avenue—but this place did right by classics like cassoulet and cervelle (brains) in red-wine butter. When chef-owner Jean-François Fraysse opened Quercy in Brooklyn, however, the kitchen here lost some sharpness. Anything with the excellent creamy vinaigrette is still worth ordering, but on a recent night, the leek salad’s lentils were undercooked, and a perfectly seasoned foie gras terrine was overburdened by jellied fat. Meaty lamb sausage with sautéed apples was great, yet the potato-gratin side had spent too much time in the oven. There’s nothing wrong with the sumptuous chocolate cake, which arrives drowning in a pool of chocolate sauce.
This Chelsea Market-based brick-and-mortar outpost of Ronnybrook Dairy Farm specializes in cones, shakes and yogurt drinks to help you cool off after an afternoon in the sun. Families crowd around the retro wraparound counter, so if you're looking to spread out, take your eats to the starker tables in the market's main thoroughfare.
Chef Luis Bollo is back with Salinas, another hot Iberian number. The flashy venue is a buzzy limestone grotto with a water wall and a candlelit garden beneath a retractable roof. The best stuff on the menu captures the boisterous spirit of authentic tapas-style dining. The small plates here are boldly flavored and actually portioned to share.
In Spain, grazing on tapas is as much a social celebration as a culinary one, and leisurely Tia Pol embraces this tradition con gusto. Seating is on high stools, with spill-over at the bustling bar, where handsome diners stand cheek-by-jowl while guzzling fruity sangria. The memorable menu is one part classical, two parts wholly original: Munch on superb renditions from the tapas canon and then delve into eclectic treats, like chorizo with bittersweet chocolate, or crunchy fried chickpeas.
High Street on Hudson
At some restaurants, bread is an afterthought—baskets of chalky, uninspired dinner rolls shuffled out with chilled, foil-wrapped butter. This is not that restaurant, and it’s certainly not that bread. At High Street on Hudson, the day-to-night West Village sibling to chef Eli Kulp and Ellen Yin’s lauded Philadelphia restaurant, High Street on Market, head baker Alex Bois’s astonishing loaves—potent New World ryes, hearty German-style vollkornbrot, anadama miche enriched with molasses—obliterate the idea of bread as mere mealtime filler. Here, it is the meal. In the morning, it takes the form of pillowy, amply poppy-seeded potato rolls that come slathered with plucky gherkin mayo and padded with thick slices of sweet Lancaster bologna, horseradish-zapped Amish cheddar and fried red onions in the fan-favorite Hickory Town sandwich ($12); or it’s the buttery biscuit, popping with black pepper and subdued with sage, that hugs a cloud-soft egg, malted sausage and melty aged cheddar in the kitchen’s gorgeous send-up of a breakfast sandwich ($13). Want those breads at their most unadulterated? A cart strategically set by the venue’s entrance with street-facing windows offers Bois’s beautiful loaves for retail sale, as well as pastry chef Sam Kincaid’s equally great baked goods, from moist coffee-almond date cake ($3.50) to Market’s beloved country-ham–draped, gravy-filled red-eye danish ($4.50). Those roaring bread ovens, visible in the open kitchen, alone make High Street a dayt
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