The Standard Grill

The Standard, High Line, the hotel that straddles the elevated park, is vast — there’s the Biergarten, communal plazas for hanging out, a couple of glitzy clubs, and the Standard Grill, the hotel’s official canteen. The restaurant itself is sprawling, too, with sidewalk seating and coveted tables in discreet shaded nooks, and two sizable dining rooms that exude Keith McNally–esque charm, thanks to subway tile, a floor embedded with pennies, and specials written on mirrors, bistro-style. It’s not the scene that it was when it opened in 2009, but it’s still a pleasant perch from which to slurp down a dozen icy Massachusetts oysters (served with droppers of lemon juice, Tabasco, and mignonette), or to dig into a solid burger with well-seasoned shoestring fries and a sour pickle.