"You could easily have a full meal in the back dining room at Gene's, next to a group of women wearing fur and sharing veal parm. But the real move at this old-school Italian spot is to come solo, snag a stool at the bar up front, and make a meal of bivalves and gin. The baked clams here are textbook perfect, with crispy tops, soft bottoms, and enough garlicky sauce underneath to necessitate an after-dinner mint. Snack on them between people-watching, and sips of martini." - willa moore, molly fitzpatrick, neha talreja