Helen Rosner

One evening a week, at Eunji Lee’s tiny Manhattan pâtisserie, Lysée, sweets are appetizer, entrée, and everything else.

The slim, tortilla-forward northern-Mexican burrito is getting its due, at spots including Vato, in Park Slope, and Los Burritos Juarez, in Fort Greene.

A New Yorker food critic responds to a reader’s baking woes.

Kelang, in Greenpoint, offers a modern, wide-ranging definition of culinary authenticity.

The best Italian combo in the city contains no meat whatsoever.

The “world’s best restaurant” has been rocked—again—by revelations of the chef René Redzepi’s abusive behavior.

The Golden Steer has attempted a rare reverse migration from Sin City to the Big Apple.

At a new establishment, the chefs behind the hit Ha’s Snack Bar are pushing past the hype, with food that is no less thrilling.