Sometimes you just get that overwhelming urge to go pretend you’re in France for a little bit. And in times like those, those of us lucky enough to live in NYC have a lot of options, from Paris transplants like Angelina to iconic local establishments like Balthazar. But the correct choice on any give day is Buvette.
Buvette is a vibe. It gives exactly what it sets out to give, exactly what we need it to give. It isn’t too pretentious. It’s not any fancier than it needs to be. It is cozy yet fits a surprising number of tables. It is busy but not overwhelmingly so. The food menu is pretty simple and concise, focused on classic French fare from breakfast to dinner. The drinks menu and wine is comprehensive enough to cover off on whatever you might be craving. It feels French without feeling like it is playing French on TV, even as you walk the picturesque streets of the West Village that feel fit for a movie set. Buvette is a special place that despite its popularity and location isn’t too much of a scene, and that alone is worth celebrating.
Go here for: an indulgent breakfast or lunch (ok, dinner works too), great for solo dining during the day, great for bringing out of town visitors
Order this: steamed eggs, croques, tartines, mousse au chocolat
Amount of time to spend: an hour or so for breakfast or lunch, maybe longer for a leisurely dinner
When to come: weekday mornings are a treat, but truly any time you’re feeling like you want to pretend to be in France
Getting here: just a couple minutes walk from the Christopher St station (1, 2), also just about a 5 min walk from the W 4th St station (ACE, BDFM)
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Last visited: December 2021
Last updated: January 2022