Donny took me to No Name Bar in Greenpoint a few months ago. It’s a nice enough bar, with a nice backyard space. But there’s more than meets the eye at No Name — you can place an order for food at the bar, and then make your way down a narrow staircase to the basement. There you will find a few stools gathered in front of an open kitchen where they’re operating a made-to-order noodle bar. The atmosphere of the place instantly made it one of my favorite places in the city. The food didn’t quite live up to the promise, but I had so much fun that I didn’t really mind. We shared an order of sesame chile noodles — hand cut, thick and chewy, covered in a slightly spicy sauce. We also got seasonal greens, quickly sauteed with some garlic and shallots. For novelty’s sake we got an order of hard-boiled quail eggs, served with one bowl full of sea salt and one empty bowl for the shells. The eggs were tiny and hard to peel, but with a sprinkle of salt and a sprinkle of togarashi (a Japanese chile powder) they were pretty good. Donny is far more fond of the food than I am, but I am extremely happy to re-visit No Name Bar just for the fun of it.
No Name Bar — 597 Manhattan Ave