New York Magazine picks The Spotted Pig for Best Salad in New York City.

Westville pastry chef Ivy Tack bakes the kind of pies you see in old movies and cartoons, the ones that are always placed near an open window to cool, whereupon their wafting aromas prove irresistible to sneak thieves, hoboes, and Jethro Bodine types.

When I think about breakfast, I always think about my grandmother’s cinnamon rolls,” says Craft pastry chef Karen DeMasco.

Okay, so there’s not a lot of competition out there. But that’s only testament to this oyster roll’s untouchable superiority. What makes it the best?

If ever a doughy denizen of New York’s slice-joint scene needed an image consultant, it would be the calzone, a.k.a. pizza’s overweight, underachieving kid brother. Enter Mario Batali.