El Quinto Pino
401 W. 24th St., nr. Ninth Ave.; 212-206-6900
You could while away an evening at this sleek sliver of a space, but you’re not really meant to. The diminutive offshoot of Tía Pol is all marble bar and narrow standing counter, with a paucity of chairs and servers; a streamlined selection of light bites, great wines, and inventive cocktails; and a convivial, ultracasual atmosphere—a place to stop in for a quick sip and a nibble. In other words, it’s a true tapas bar, a rare find in these parts. The chalkboard menu is practically cliché-free, showcasing delicious diversions like honey-slicked fried eggplant sprinkled with bonito, ginger-infused garlic shrimp, and a savory chickpea-and-spinach stew. The brandy-spiked frozen horchata might be the unofficial house drink, but we prefer the spare simplicity of the Madrid martini, vermouth on the rocks with an olive and a twist.
Best Tapas Bar
Competition breeds the best. If only one pizzeria existed in New York, of course, there’d be no real winning slice. Thankfully, we’ll never know what that sorry situation tastes like, since pizza—like dance parties, dog runs, and fried chicken—has to evolve upward here.


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