New York Magazine

A restaurant that has delved into the rarefied world of thin-crust square, or "grandma"-style pizza.

Every weekday, a tahini-splattered falafel war is waged in Liberty Plaza Park, Wall Street’s great outdoors lunchroom, and this cart's excelled in texture (perceptibly crisper and a tad lighter) and flavor.

The Middle Eastern takeout joint has morphed into a 72-seat restaurant just two blocks away from the original location.

Ancorca brings of touch of Little Italy and all the trappings to a quiet Financial District side street.

Bankers and brokers rely on the clockwork consistency of this Financial Center Chinese.

Upscale Italian groceries from Pepe Rosso alums Claudio Marini (Caffe Linda) and Stefano Barbagallo (Paprika).

How hungry are you for scenery? An exceptional view, unexceptional food.

A 9/11 casualty has reopened and expanded, but the cheap cost has remained the same.

The second local branch of Les Halles, home of juicy steak-frites and, when he’s in town, chef-writer Anthony Bourdain.

This humble Lebanese spot has some of the Financial District’s most delectable dips and some killer kebabs.

Old-world New York saloon with an outstanding New American menu.

See the review of this American Traditional restaurant at 11 Fulton St. in Manhattan.

Wall Street’s moguls and minions find solace here in juicy burgers and simple, grilled fare.

Glum Wall Streeters can take solace in $4 burgers, two-for-$5 hot dogs, and buttermilk-batter onion rings served in a space made to look like an old soda fountain.

A cheery room belies the worn-out cuisine at this Financial District Thai spot.

This decrepit red-sauce relic caters almost exclusively to a caterwauling tourist crowd but is not without its charms.

A serviceable takeout counter with everything from tacos to cheesesteaks.

Old-world methods with a modern aesthetic.

While the food here holds its own, it’s really the celebrity-rich past of the original Cipriani, Harry’s Bar in Venice, that you’re buying into.

Healthy kebabs aren’t an oxymoron at this bustling financial-district lunch counter.

Steaks and single malts in a mahogany-and-cream setting.

A taste of Northern Italy geared toward the Wall Street power lunch crowd.

The timing seems right for Kenneth Pulomena's all-American menu.

Freshly prepared takeout grub in huge, modern digs for suits on the go.

Bland bordering on banal, this Greek-American diner helped revive a darkened corner of the financial district.