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The Dutch

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131 Sullivan St., New York, NY 10012 40.726696 -74.00235
nr. Prince St.  See Map | Subway Directions Hopstop Popup
212-677-6200 Send to Phone

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  • Cuisine: American Nouveau, American Traditional, Eclectic/Global
  • Price Range: $$$

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  • Critics' Rating: **

    Key to Prices and ratings

    Upscale
    • Almost Perfect
    • Exceptional
    • Generally Excellent
    • Very Good
    • Good
    Cheap Eats
    • Best in Category
    • Excellent
    • Delicious
    • Very Good
    • Noteworthy
    • Very Expensive
    • Expensive
    • Moderate
    • Cheap
  • Reader Rating:

    5 out of 10

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Official Website

thedutchnyc.com

Hours

Mon-Wed, 11:30am-3pm and 5:30pm-11pm; Thu-Fri, 11:30am-3pm to 5:30pm-1am; Sat, 10am-3pm and 5:30pm-1am; Sun, 10am-3pm and 5:30pm-11pm

Nearby Subway Stops

C, E at Spring St.

Prices

Appetizers, $13 to $18; entrées, $19 to $38.

Payment Methods

American Express, MasterCard, Visa

Special Features

  • Dine at the Bar
  • Hot Spot
  • Late-Night Dining
  • Notable Chef

Alcohol

  • Full Bar

Reservations

Recommended

Profile

If, by some miracle, you’ve missed the endless comfort-food fads and outer-borough dining boomlets that have turned New York’s culinary world on its head in the past decade, I suggest you get yourself to Andrew Carmellini’s boisterous new Soho restaurant, the Dutch, for a refresher course. You’ll find whiskery barkeeps who mix drinks with artisanal bitters made from celery and peaches, and keep enough bourbons behind the bar (27) to satisfy the most righteous Brooklyn bourbon snob. You will find a much-hyped $17 house burger (lunch, brunch, and late nights only) and iterations of formerly trendy southern classics like fried chicken and fried green tomatoes. Ingredients are hailed as “local,” and the house “white boy” pork ribs come with a very un-Dutch mix of hoisin sauce and scallions (thank you, Mr. Chang). In case you can’t get into Minetta Tavern up the street, Carmellini even offers his own version of côte de boeuf ($98 for two), purveyed by that frenetic butcher to the stars, Pat LaFrieda.

“I feel like I’m in a hipster theme park,” Mrs. Platt declared as we surveyed the network of cramped, clamorous, speakeasy-style bars and dining rooms (formerly the Cub Room, on the corner of Sullivan and Prince Streets), which Carmellini and his partners, Josh Pickard (Lure Fishbar, Chinatown Brasserie) and Luke Ostrom (Locanda Verde), have remodeled in clubby tones of brown. There’s a low-ceilinged dining room in the back, and two bars in front, one designed for the consumption of Manhattan’s original locavore delicacy, oysters. They’re served on the half-shell and fried in doll-size sliders, and you can complement them, depending on the day and time, with platters of soft scrambled eggs and smoked sable, silky sweet corn soup, and pleasingly messy “sloppy duck” sandwiches garnished with peanuts and mint.

Carmellini’s sweet spot has always been Continental cooking (French at Café Boulud and Italian at Locanda Verde), and inevitably, some of his experiments in nouveau comfort cuisine go awry. The savvy Greenmarketeers at my table had nothing but kind things to say about the fried green tomatoes (served with fresh ruby-red shrimp), and the medley of boutique beets, which the kitchen plates as an appetizer with creamy dill sauce and a smoked hard-boiled egg. The empress crab claws I ordered one evening were on the mealy side, however, and the fancy helping of grilled squab (with smoked foie gras) that followed them was livery and undercooked. The dirigible-size version of rabbit potpie is large and tasty enough to satisfy a family of four, although it’s probably not the ideal dish to order in a tiny, cacophonic barroom on a sweltering summer night. Ditto the giant lamb neck, which was sunk, on the evening I ordered it, in a sludgy, tar-colored mole sauce.

The big-ticket, gut-busting dish to have at the Dutch is the beautifully charred eighteen-ounce New York strip steak (with a tangle of the excellent house fries), and if you’re in the mood for something marginally lighter, Mrs. Platt commends the duck (candied with pecans, over dirty rice) or the ravioli, which Carmellini stuffs with soft deposits of smoked ricotta. The best time, by far, to enjoy these delicacies is at lunch, when the noise level in the tiny rooms softens and the restaurant takes on a low-key, even neighborly feel. The desserts are mostly updated versions of old classics (try the strawberry shortcake with buttermilk biscuits), but the real treats are the house-baked pies. They’re made with peaches or fresh cherries and served in generous, flaky wedges, with gently melting scoops of ice cream. It’s not farm cooking, exactly. But if you’re looking for a taste of summer amid the million-dollar boutiques of Soho, it will do.

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Beets with smoked egg, or smoked-ricotta ravioli; pecan duck or New York strip steak, pie with ice cream.

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