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A first-rate celebration of Americana, with just a few Asian blips.

Once you squeeze past the celebrities, Angus McIndoe is a moderately priced boîte, good for a pre-theatre burger and beer.

Charlie Palmer hopes to reestablish his flagship restaurant at the top of the city's fine-dining food chain with help from former Gilt chef Chris Lee.

What seems at first like yet another copycat Italian outpost, and a pricey one at that, is actually pleasantly understated.

Not as packed as other music spots, plus the down-home grub is downright eatable.

Tex-Mex master and brash Iron Chef Bobby Flay tackles the brasserie idiom, American style.

A rollicking steakhouse feeding hordes of beef-eating businessmen and the people who love them.

At Blue Fin, Hanson has assembled a troika of culinary talent, and unleashed their combined energies on an area better known for fast-food franchises.

At the northern end of the Theater District, a futuristic spot for authentic, first-rate pan-Asian dishes and martinis presented with flair.

Shelly Fireman thinks big at this Times Square Italian haunt.

A surprisingly elegant, inviting French bistro set amid Eighth Avenue’s garish porn palaces.

Swanky, dressed-up staples with price tags to match.

Judging by the growth of this movie-themed chain, there must be more fans of Forrest Gump, and "Chilly shrimp," than we thought.

Hearty low-country fare served with one of the better selections of Belgian beer in the city.

This one-time pre- and post-theater sideshow has fizzled.

Broadway mavens call this bustling Theater District coffee shop home and seek out its Eastern European comfort foods.

Friendly service makes this midtown steakhouse stand out among the rest.

Abbondanza! is the mantra at this exuberant red-sauce Italian emporium in the theater district.

A Theater District takeout shop with a menu of carved-to-order rotisserie meats.

Despite being smack in the middle of Times Square, this kitschy, theatre-themed restaurant inside the Doubletree Hotel is deserted—and with good cause.

An old-school meat-and-potatoes restaurant catering (diligently) to tourists.

With an award-winning decor and a fetish for freshness, you may forget it's owned by McDonald's.

Lobster is king at this seafood house disguised as a French brasserie.

Its space-age name might trigger fears of a lame intergalactic-themed restaurant, but Cosmic Diner is, in reality, a much more earthbound kind of place.

Authentic but inconsistent Times Square Italian.