
At Bar Boulud, you're so close, you could eat it.Photo: Courtesy Bar Boulud
| Venue | Setup | Experience | Accessibility |
|---|---|---|---|
| L’Atelier de Joël Robuchon | World's Greatest Chef (or one of his surrogates) prepares a life-changing meal at a long bar, for astronomical cost. | Haute cuisine disciples perched atop padded stools create a solemn but energized atmosphere. | Call ahead a few days, but no need to plan your life around the meal. |
| Momofuku Ko | The whole place is a counter. Daily experimentation with a new menu prepared before a rapt audience. A chef's dream. | It's in the same space as the old noodle bar, which was marginally more comfortable than the DMV. The food should more than compensate. | Reservations made online only. Expect to click "refresh" for months. |
| dell’anima | You'll sit inches away from where three cooks are producing high-quality Italian food in a space as big as a Camry's backseat. | Intense; hope the back door is open to relieve the oppressive warmth given off by burners, ovens, and cooks. | No reservation required; seats often available. |
| Bar Boulud | At a long oak bar, only a sneeze guard separates you from the world's greatest charcuterie. | Critics have sniffed at the hot food, but as a place to sip wine and eat head cheese, it has no equal. | Critics be damned! Still slammed every night. |
| Beacon “Kitchen Counter” | Chef Waldy Malouf serves a twelve-course menu one night of the week on a communal mahogany table set next to the line. | It's not actually on the line, but it's pretty close. The fact that it only seats six ups the soigné factor considerably. | Booked through July. |
| Hearth | Five seats face directly into the kitchen, where Haute Barnyard chefs cook, plate, and expedite inches away. | No counter gives you a more intimate sense of being part of a real New York kitchen crew. | First come, first served. |
| Casa Mono | So close you can grab the olive oil and tapenade without leaning forward. | Cramped, hot, and noisy, but in a good way. | First come, first served. |
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