Bobo

Bobo Restaurant Review:

If you spend enough time in the West Village, eventually, you’ll be asked: Where’s Bobo? There’s no sign for this much-buzzed-about eatery, hidden in a nondescript brownstone. Consisting of two floors (with an outdoor area in back), the dining space is crammed with antiques from the Hudson Valley; owner Carlos Suarez hopes it evokes a European-style dinner party. And it does, sort of. Only the food at Bobo (short for "bourgeois bohemian") is much better here than at your French friend’s apartment. Start with a classic cocktail like a margarita or Old Fashioned, then move on to a bottle from the mostly French wine list. The continental cuisine includes a creamy Serrano ham and mushroom risotto topped by crunchy almonds and infused with manchego, and a raw diver scallop accompanied by beets and wild asparagus. Horseradish crusted salmon is served with green lentil ragoût and sherry vinegar emulsion. For dessert, there's a bright lemon tart with pomegranate molasses and a chocolate mousse. You might not feel right at home, but you won’t mind visiting again.