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At the city’s latest high-end Asian eatery, the menu is baffling, the portions are small, the prices are astronomical, and the result is fantastic.

Prouvé chairs. Fine china. Organic poultry and produce. Mas brings refined French-countryside quaintness to the West Village.

Franny’s isn’t just the best newfangled pizza joint in town. It’s one of the city’s best pizzerias, period.

At BLT Steak, former seafood master Laurent Tourondel of Cello switches from surf to turf.

Aji is just one of the glistening delicacies on the chef’s menu at Manhattan’s newest, and most expensive, temple to the gods of sushi.

Jean-Georges Vongerichten is back (again). This time he’s peddling reimagined Asian street food at Spice Market.

Jonathan Waxman is back, this time dishing up rustic Italian—bucatini, bacalao, a lemony roast chicken—at the casually hip West Village bistro Barbuto.

With a gifted English chef and a focus on fresh seasonal ingredients, New York’s first gastro-pub raises the bar on bar food.

Marcus Samuelsson catches Asian-fusion mania, but a cramped space and uneven menu—unaccountably bland salmon, dull chicken—strike sour notes.

David Burke brings wacky, wildly inventive cooking back to New York. It’s Willy Wonka meets haute cuisine, and much of it is delicious.