38 Henry Street
It’s impossible for a place to be off the beaten path in such a tiny neighborhood, but Noodle Pudding makes the effort (or . . . doesn’t?) by eschewing exterior signage and a website. And that doesn’t stop the crowds from coming for $20 entrées like linguini with clams, pappardelle in oxtail ragu, and spaghetti with, um . . . breadcrumbs. Yes, you’re paying a bit more than you should for pasta, but blame it on the semi-secret venue tax, and the bill of fare’s legitimate deliciousness. This is another one that will impress your out-of-town (or out-of-borough) guests.
84 Montague Street
Heights Cafe is your easiest option. You can see the Promenade from the 24-year-old restaurant’s sidewalk tables, the airy dining room is spacious enough that you’ll probably be seated without a reservation, and the New American menu is the platonic ideal of serviceable. It’s got a Cobb salad for your sister-in-law, a Benedict for your bestie, $11 granola for the television actor you’re interviewing for a magazine article, burgers for your bros, and booze for you.
131 Atlantic Avenue
We’re all adults here, and nobody needs a distraction from drinking, but you can mask the reasons why every high school/university/clown college reunion, birthday party, Wednesday night, jury duty dismissal celebration, and dental appointment centers in a bar with games of bocce at Floyd. You may need a little patience for your chance on the free court on busy weekend nights, but you can while the wait away over beer and shot combos in the generously sized space.