Rhodora
A sliver of a room on Fulton Street pouring low-intervention wine to a crowd that knows exactly what they're doing.
Rhodora runs on a chalkboard list that turns over fast and a kitchen that keeps things simple: good bread, good fish, good fat. There's no reservation system and barely room to hang your coat, so you end up shoulder to shoulder with strangers arguing about pét-nat, which is the point. Order by the glass, trust the staff's pours, and don't expect to leave after just one.
Best for: A tight, unpretentious glass of something unusual after work or before a late dinner









