"Bottarga is what we imagine Nina to grow into after a sabbatical in Greece and a whirlwind romance with feta. It’s a little more refined—smaller, darker, more romantic—but still cool in an effortless, chic way. Lunches here are breezy and should be had on the gorgeousChelseaterrace, but dinner is when Bottarga really shines. The lighting relies mostly on a single candle on each table, the room has a nice buzzy hum, and the creamy orzo is the kind of thing we want to eat just before sleeping. Yes, some dishes flop (the tapioca bites need a rethink), but the hits—yellowtail, crispy lamb belly, and that chocolate burnt cheesecake—more than make up for it." - Rianne Shlebak