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  • 1 out of 5 stars
  1. Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz
    Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz

    Crispy fish tacos at Seamore's

  2. Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz
    Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz

    The Reel Deal at Seamore's

  3. Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz
    Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz

    Oh-boy Sandwich at Seamore's

  4. Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz
    Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz


  5. Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz
    Photograph: Paul Wagtouicz



Time Out says

1 out of 5 stars

Michael Chernow has a knack for turning the unfashionable into white-hot hits. In 2010, with cofounder Daniel Holzman, Chernow launched the Meatball Shop on the Lower East Side, a quirky counter peddling the Sunday night nonna staple to an adversely well-heeled downtown clientele. Five years, six locations and legions of disciples later, the Meatball Shop has become a gentrification marker that your neighborhood dining has gone full-steam basic.

And what Chernow did for ground-beef spheres, he aims to replicate with Seamore’s, a white-washed, pastel-trimmed Nolita remake of old Montauk fish shacks, spotlighting underutilized species (monkfish, tilefish) from east-end outfits Dock to Dish and Sea to Table.

That’s a well and noble cause— if you could actually decipher what catch you’re eating. Stuffed into tough, leathery corn tortillas, spicy squid ($13) arrives aggressively sauced and accessorized—kale and apples and corn nuts, oh my!—dulling any traces of the mollusk’s delicate sweetness. It’s fried-fish cousin ($15), built recently with spiny dogfish, is similarly overcast, obscured by excessive battering and squiggles of guacamole and chipotle mayo. A ceviche of scallops ($13) smacks so hard of vinegary Tabasco and fried garlic it’s damn-near stomach turning.

The bulk of the menu is devoted to the Reel Deal ($21), a do-it-yourself spread of that day’s catch (porgy, hake), choice of sauce (red curry, a viscous miso brown butter) and sides such as salad-bar sesame soba noodles and wilted Chinese broccoli. But the simple, seared preparation of the fish here just makes a case for the rest of the menu’s zealous saucing—underseasoned and overcooked, squeaking harshly against tooth. Better stick to those meatballs.

Written by
Christina Izzo


390 Broome St
New York
Cross street:
between Cleveland Pl and Mulberry St
Subway: J, Z to Bowery; 6 to Spring St
Average dish: $15. AmEx, MC, V
Opening hours:
Daily 5pm–midnight
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