Gothamites may be slowly but surely losing their historic neighborhood taverns, but as long as the doors stay open at Walker's, a slice of Tribeca’s grittier past will remain. These days, the haunt plays host to a steady lunch and after-work clientele who drink and dine at the well-worn bar or at the paper-covered tables crowding the slightly cramped front room. Years of late nights (and pre-Bloomberg) smoke have aged the thick paint on the pressed tin ceiling to a mellow patina, while black-and-white photos of bygone street scenes add to the good-old-days luster. As each evening progresses, patrons follow the bar leading to the two quirky, hall-like back dining rooms, leaving the serious drinkers to savor their libations amid ghosts of last calls past. Straightforward American cuisine is the backbone of the ample menu—think angus shell steak served with roasted potatoes and vegetables, herb roasted free-range chicken or cowboy chili. But, in a nod to more sophisticated palates, there are more continental dishes, such as grilled yellow fin tuna over field greens and pan-roasted salmon with asparagus, chick peas, and grape tomatoes.Brunch
The kitchen closes at 1am
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