"Around since the late ’90s, BondSt has long been a staple for well-off tourists and those who require tuna tartare before hitting a club. The top two floors of its Noho townhouse are mellow and patrolled by servers in black, and the basement is a noisy, relatively casual, and semi-convincing attempt at a place where you’d want to be seen. If the clubby restaurant sounds exactly like the sort of spot where you could eat sashimi tacos and miso black cod, that’s because it is. (Think Nobu, but less iconic.) The menu is massive, and most dishes are pleasant, if slightly disappointing for the money. A dinner here isn’t ideal, but it’s far from a worst-case scenario." - Bryan Kim
Bryan Kim