The Best Places to Eat and Stay in the United States

A Michelin-starred modern Peruvian restaurant operating out of a strip mall on Curry Ford Road, which is either charming or a little absurd depending on your relationship with prestige. The team behind it cooks family-style Peruvian classics with careful contemporary touches, and the open kitchen keeps things personal in a room that seats only a handful of tables. The natural wine list punches well above the zip code.

Floral barstools, a patio that catches every bit of the La Jolla sun, and tiki drinks that mean it, this is a destination restaurant where the tropical theme actually does the work rather than just hanging on the walls. The kitchen leans into it too, with local ingredients pulled in Asian and tropical directions. The robata-grilled coconut shrimp is a good signal of the mood: familiar enough to order without thinking, specific enough to make you glad you did.

A Neapolitan pizza shop tucked into a strip mall on Curry Ford Road, Pizza Bruno runs a wood-fired oven hot and a menu that takes genuine swings: one pie pairs fresh blueberries with mozzarella, fontina, honey, and bacon, and another makes the pineapple debate feel basically settled. The room is small and bright, with a neighborhood counter-service feel that keeps things casual while the pizza itself is doing something more ambitious.

The menu changes daily at this neighborhood gastropub on the eastside, so the regulars check the specials before they sit down. Poor Hendrix is a corner spot that plays it loose: Southern technique meets Asian flavors, first-come seating, no fuss, no reservations. The back patio is the move in good weather, though the bar holds its own. A Michelin Selected pick that clearly didn't dress up for the occasion.

A converted house on Pacific Coast Highway that now does serious work as a steakhouse, with enough rooms and terraces that you could visit four times and sit somewhere different each time. The kitchen leans into butter the way a steakhouse should, and the bar draws regulars who look comfortable enough to have their own tabs. The Michelin Guide lists it among its selected restaurants for the region.

The nam khao, a crispy rice salad built with fermented pork sausage, herbs, and peanuts, gives you a pretty clear idea of what Snackboxe Bistro is doing. This Duluth strip-mall spot serves Lao street food with Thai and Vietnamese overlap, and the portions run large enough that going solo is a genuine logistical problem. The chef's western Laos roots are the throughline, and the Michelin Guide has taken notice.

Concrete floors and high ceilings give this family-run Northern Indian restaurant an unexpectedly loft-like feel, which pairs oddly well with the warm, sharing-style plates arriving at the table. The Michelin Guide has it listed, and the room fills with people ordering more dishes than they planned. Curries run across fish, chicken, and lamb, and the chili lamb masala earns its regulars. Come with a group and a flexible sense of how full you thought you were going to get.

An upstairs omakase spot above Pacific Coast Highway where the fish comes from Japan and the menu follows the seasons like it has somewhere to be. The kaiseki-style progression moves from delicate cold bites through sashimi and nigiri to dessert, each course composed with the kind of precision that makes you slow down mid-bite. Newport Beach casual this is not, but the room is chic without being stiff about it.

The wood-paneled room feels like a London gastropub that somehow ended up in Newton Center, which is exactly what the team was going for. Breads, pastas, and ice creams are all made in-house, and the menu shifts with the seasons rather than overstaying its welcome. A pint alongside roast chicken is the obvious move, but the kitchen goes further than it needs to for a neighborhood spot, which is why regulars keep coming back.

The omakase counter is tucked behind a bookshelf wall inside a mini golf bar, which tells you most of what you need to know about the vibe. Toshokan seats a handful of guests in a tiny soundproofed room for nigiri that leans playful, a spicy margarita riff on hamachi, wagyu evoking steak and eggs. It's a Michelin Guide selection that also happens to be the least self-serious omakase in Texas, possibly anywhere.

The banquettes are printed with jokes, which tells you something about the mood at this rustic Spanish tapas bar from chef Amar Santana. Sherries and Spanish wines run deep, the bar area is a good-looking place to park yourself, and the kitchen sends out croquetas, paellas, and little grilled sandwiches layered with jamón ibérico and Manchego. Two outdoor patios round out the options when the weather cooperates, which in Costa Mesa it usually does.

Lasagna layered with soy-braised pork sits on the menu between Santa Barbara uni and wagyu kalbi, which tells you about everything you need to know about this Menlo Park fine dining spot. The duo behind it blend Korean and Taiwanese flavors in a shareable, à la carte format, the kind of meal where you order more than you planned and don't regret it. Dress up a little; this is a proper night out on the Peninsula.

The strip mall on Turkey Lake Road does nothing to prepare you for the room inside, which runs to chandeliers and private dining spaces with the full sweep of a Cantonese seafood clubhouse. Dim sum arrives made to order rather than off a cart, so everything lands hot. The selection runs deep, from siu mai and egg tarts to sticky pork dumplings with a crispy, mochi-soft interior. The Michelin Guide has taken notice, and the move is to come with a crowd and keep ordering.

The tequila and mezcal list at this Deep Ellum bar is long enough to constitute a philosophical commitment. Ruins leans hard into Latin culture, with original artwork on the walls and cocktails that come with actual folklore attached. The Limbo Room out back hosts live music in close quarters. It reads like a dive bar that got serious about agave spirits without losing the plot.

The cobblestoned streets of Fells Point lead you to this seafood restaurant and raw bar, where local oysters share the menu with a lobster roll on a warm, buttered bun. The vibe skews more New England than Chesapeake, though the orange crush keeps it honest. Waits are part of the deal, so ask about the back patio and let the neighborhood do its thing while you hold out.

Stainless-steel plates land on the table the way they would at someone's home in Kerala, which is exactly the point. Thattu is a Keralan restaurant in Chicago where fish fries, coconut curries, and yogurt rice anchor the menu, and the appam, lacy rice-and-coconut domes, exist mostly to drag through whatever's left. The Tater Tots dusted in chaat masala read less like a gimmick and more like a clever raid on the pantry.

The neon sign out front has been pulling in Tribeca's night owls since the neighborhood was mostly parking lots. This brasserie wears its '80s bones proudly, all red banquettes and buzz, and Vanity Fair once called it "a movie set that doubles as a restaurant," which tracks. The French-ish menu runs burgers to croque monsieur, comfortingly unchanged. The New York Times gave it a star in 2016.

A French patisserie in Tower Grove where the macarons rotate through flavors like a Beyoncé-inspired lemon curd and vanilla-tonka-bean number, and the triple chocolate croissant somehow stays flaky under all that glaze. The chef trained at the Ritz-Carlton and brings Creole roots into the mix, so the savory case can surprise you too. A James Beard Outstanding Bakery semifinalist, and the kind of neighborhood spot that fills up before the city has finished its coffee.

Dozen Bakery is a counter-service bakery that quietly supplies half the coffee shops in Nashville, so you've probably eaten its pastries without knowing it. The Berry Hill spot has room for laptops and brunch dates, and the line is a permanent fixture that moves faster than it looks. Lemon bar croissants and chili-garlic focaccia are the sort of thing that makes someone say "oh, I know a guy" about a bakery.

The drinks here are built on Mexican dessert flavors, cajeta and horchata and mazapán, which makes the menu feel like someone raided a very good grandmother's kitchen. This Mexican coffee shop on Grand Avenue runs warm in every sense: conversations in Spanish and English spill across colorful tables, and the owner greets everyone like company she was expecting. A useful antidote to the laptop-and-Edison-bulb variety of café down the block.

The line at this meat-and-three curves from the steam table through the dining room, and someone near you will almost certainly say some version of "this is how we ate coming up." Silver Sands has been a family operation for generations, with the current chef waking before dawn to start on saucy beef tips, stewed okra, fried whiting, and salmon croquettes that feel more ambitious than the room lets on. The New York Times named it among Nashville's 25 best.

Otis Redding plays through the speakers without skipping, which tells you everything about how much thought went into this coffee shop. Bardo has been open since early morning and late into the night since it opened, with booths, couches, window seats, and a patio covering whatever mood you're in. The coffee is Kaladi Brothers, the baked goods are fresh, and the lighting never makes you feel like you're being interrogated.

A nine-hole golf course designed by King-Collins, a firm with a devoted following in the industry, sets the tone for this 40-room Catskills retreat, where the farmhouse rooms and freestanding cabins share a studied utilitarian-chic look. Dinner in the communal dining room runs Mediterranean with Hudson Valley produce. A spa, sauna, bathhouse, tennis, and a pool round things out. It holds a Michelin Key.

Classic cocktails served through the window of a refurbished caboose tells you something about this hotel's sense of humor. The Hotel Chalet is a lovingly restored Beaux Arts train terminal, Michelin Key in hand, where sunshine still floods through dome skylights and antique lamps keep the old-world mood intact. It's the kind of place that makes you glad someone stopped the wrecking ball.

East and Gulf Coast oysters anchor the raw bar at this Knox Street seafood restaurant and oyster bar, where the menu runs from smoked whitefish dip and beef tartare through whole grilled branzino and chilled lobster rolls. The drinks are notably un-afterthought. A double cheeseburger quietly holds down the menu for anyone dragged in by a shellfish-obsessed friend, which is a gracious thing to offer.

Regards is a brunchy, ever-changing restaurant on Congress Street in the Arts District, where the menu wanders between Japan, Mexico, and California while keeping its produce stubbornly local. The booths are chic, the natural wines and agave spirits do most of the talking, and the mezcal Negroni with strawberry Campari suggests the bar has opinions. Bon Appétit put it on its list of America's Best New Restaurants.

The crust on Z&Z's za'atar manoushe is chewy through the middle and genuinely crisp all the way to the edge, which sounds simple until you're eating it. This four-table Levantine flatbread bakery in Rockville operates something like a pizzeria, with variations on the signature item boxed up to go. The New York Times named it among D.C.'s top restaurants, and Bon Appétit put it on its best new restaurants list.

Fried green plantains stuffed with cheese and paired with a sharply herbed aji criollo set the tone at this cheerful Ecuadorian and Andean neighborhood restaurant on Central Avenue. The kitchen runs seven days a week, which is convenient when you need a proper seco de pollo on a Tuesday. An old-school institution in the best sense, the kind of place where the regulars have strong opinions about the brunch menu and are not shy about sharing them.

A sprawling Mexican market and restaurant that has been an old-school institution on Cesar Chavez Street, El Burrito Mercado runs a full deli and bakery alongside a proper sit-down kitchen. The family has been at it for generations, and the mole con pollo and birria tacos carry that kind of quiet confidence. The bakery cases alone, stacked with barbacoa and fresh conchas, make it hard to leave without your arms full.

This is a Cantonese dim sum hall out on Division, with a banquet-room floor plan and carts that never seem to stop circling. Come daytime for congee and shrimp rolls the color of a sunset, or after dark for whole crab fried with ginger and scallion. The parking lot is always packed, and a great uncle seems to be permanently posted outside. Tables turn slowly, which tells you everyone has settled in.

The dining room sits inside a former brewery boiler room, and the living green wall that covers one end of it is a genuine conversation-stopper. Gunther & Co. is a modern New American restaurant in Brewers Hill where globally influenced cooking, think Thai-leaning hot pots alongside locally dry-aged burgers, lands at prices that don't require a second mortgage. The duck confit spring rolls have been on the menu since day one, which tells you something.

Milli is the Avondale cafe from the Metric Coffee people, a daytime bakery and coffee bar where the pastry case does the talking, from a carrot tarragon loaf to a breakfast hash galette. It's the sort of room where a pour over and a laptop can both be justified. Later on the cocktails show up, vermouth on draft included, and in warm weather the big patio fills with people who have nowhere to be.

A 22-seat Korean fine dining room where the staff never once mentions that the kitchen runs as a nonprofit focused on zero waste, letting the tasting menu speak for itself instead. Edward Lee's cooking gives traditional Korean ingredients a modern setting, moving through courses that land somewhere between precise and quietly surprising. The Korean spirits list leans into the esoteric, including a crimson makgeolli made with red yeast rice.

Vertical spits of peppery, marinated meat looming behind the counter set the tone at this dark, industrial counter-service spot in Oakland. The shawarma comes wrapped in flour tortillas with a fierce, garlicky toum that means business. Named one of Esquire's Best New Restaurants in America, Shawarmaji has quietly shifted what Bay Area diners expect from a wrap. Order the chicken and ask for extra toum; you will not regret it.

The chalkboard specials change often enough that regulars check it before sitting down, which tells you most of what you need to know about Alewife. It's a modern seafood restaurant in Church Hill with a sustainable-catch ethos and cocktails that earn their own moment. Groups of four tend to anchor the table around the Siren Song, a lazy Susan of fresh catches built for sharing. Reservations are the move; this place stays busy.

Grab a tray, check the chalk board for today's proteins, and pick three sides: that's the whole system at this old-school Nashville meat-and-three. The turnip greens, studded with smoky pork, are the kind of thing that makes you wonder why you ever cook at home. The room fills fast with people who already know their order, and the line moves whether you're ready or not.

A short drive outside Santa Fe, Arroyo Vino is a contemporary American restaurant that keeps an onsite wine shop to back up its notably interesting wine list, which is one way to make sure the pours are never an afterthought. Half portions and shareable plates are the format, so grazing is encouraged rather than merely tolerated. The Mediterranean thread running through the menu is subtle enough that you might not notice it until you're halfway through something and oddly happy about fennel.

Walls hung with Calder and Warhol set the tone at this American restaurant and bar, where the design hovers somewhere between garish and glamorous and reservations disappear weeks out. If you didn't plan ahead, arrive before doors open and angle for a bar seat. A precisely made martini is the move, and the burger has earned its reputation as a signature. The Michelin Guide has it listed, and the crowd dresses accordingly.

On Telegraph Avenue's stretch of Ethiopian spots, Barcote holds its own with a menu that leans hard into layered spice work, the kind where berbere and mitmita do real work rather than decoration. It's a traditional Ethiopian restaurant, injera and communal platters, warm service, and a tree-shaded patio that slows everything down nicely. Come with time to spare and people to share with, because rushing through a spread this generous would be a waste.

Regulars who speak Italian with the owner and never bother with the menu fill the bar at this cozy Rockridge enoteca. The kitchen leans into Piemonte, which means brasato over polenta and house-made pastas that are the main event. The tortino, a spinach flan with egg yolk and truffle, is the kind of quiet overachiever that makes you ignore everything else you ordered.

Inside the Neue Galerie on Museum Mile, this Viennese kaffeehaus occupies a dark-paneled room upholstered in Otto Wagner fabric, which sets the tone quickly. The cafe serves schnitzel and goulash, but the cakes are the real argument for coming: Sachertorte, Linzer torte, and a chocolate mousse number with far more going on than the name suggests. The crowd tends toward the museum-going and the unhurried, which fits the pace of the place perfectly.

A Michelin-starred bistro in the Arts District where the steak au poivre and golden frites hold their ground alongside some genuinely inventive plating. The kitchen leans French but isn't reverent about it, which is part of the appeal. The Provence Martini made Esquire's list of the finest in the country, so the bar pulls its weight too. It fills up fast and the open kitchen keeps the room loud and kinetic.

A man in a tuxedo greets you at the door, which tells you most of what you need to know. Clancy's is an old-school fine dining room in Uptown New Orleans, white tablecloths and uniformed servers included, with a Creole menu that leans hard into seafood, French technique, and Cajun flavor. The fried oysters with brie have been a house signature long enough that regulars would riot if they disappeared.

The bar at this Mexican restaurant mills heirloom corn daily for its tortillas, which tells you something about the priorities. Chef Danny Mena, Mexico City-born and a mezcal producer himself, keeps a serious agave spirits collection behind a gorgeous counter worth sitting at. Tostadas, taquitos, and seasonal tacos fill out the menu with the kind of street food logic that makes you order more than you planned.

A food truck in East Austin with a menu so focused the only real question is how many you want. Discada is a Northern Mexican cooking style, beef and pork cuts cooked down together with aromatic vegetables, bacon, onion, and roasted poblano, then served in yellow corn tortillas with pineapple slaw and fresh salsa. Elote and soft drinks round out the whole operation. The New York Times named it among Austin's top 25 restaurants, which is a sentence that earns its absurdity.

A standing sushi counter from the team behind Tori Tori and Domu, which tells you the pedigree before you've touched a piece of nigiri. You book a time slot, you show up on time, and you pick a dozen pieces from a tight edit of nigiri, seared nigiri, and hand rolls. The miso soup comes from the day's bones and trimmings, which is a nice way to close a meal that moves quickly by design.

The injera here has the kind of springy, tangy pull that makes you wonder why you'd use a fork anywhere else. Ethiopic is a full-service Ethiopian restaurant on a lively stretch of H Street, with a polished dining room that drew a New York Times nod for the D.C. area. Doro wat, tibs, and honey wine are the move, shared over injera with a group who all insisted on picking the spot.

Flowers of Vietnam is a modern Vietnamese restaurant and bar in Southwest Detroit, where the egg cream coffee arrives hot under a thick, eggy froth that somehow counts as both dessert and a personality. Caramel chicken wings, papaya salad, and a well-run cocktail list keep tables of friends lingering. Bon Appétit once put it on its list of America's Best New Restaurants. Reservations live on Tock.

A bright pink entrance fronted by a waterfall does most of the first-impression work here, which is fortunate, because Richard Blais's coastal New American restaurant inside the Hyatt Regency Grand Cypress has a lot to live up to. Warm wood, big windows, and tropical color keep the room unhurried. The menu leans into that mood, mixing seasonal American cooking with tropics-leaning flavors in ways that read as festive without tipping into theme-park territory.

A heated patio and a buzzing dining room on Berkeley's Fourth Street, where Japanese technique meets Northern California produce in small plates built for sharing. The chef comes from Japan's Tohoku region, where winters demand serious comfort food, and that instinct carries through a menu that rotates with the season. The Michelin Guide has it selected. Sake, local wine, and creative cocktails all hold their own on the drinks list.

Signed photos of jockeys and Louisville sportsmen cover the walls at this old-school bistro on Bardstown Road, which has been a neighborhood institution long enough that the regulars probably knew Jack himself. The kitchen leans Southern with French moves, so expect grits alongside cream sauces and the occasional saltimbocca. A band plays midweek, giving the room a warmth that keeps people from leaving at a decent hour.

Servers roam the floor with hot coffee and donut holes before you've even ordered, which tells you everything about what kind of diner Lou Mitchell's is. Booths, counter stools, eggs cooked every way imaginable, and an open-faced Reuben on homemade rye that has anchored many a morning near Union Station. An old-school Chicago institution that has never once tried to be anything else.

The dining room at this fine dining restaurant sits inside a landmark Austin estate, all green and gold with windows opening onto a fountain garden that makes you feel like someone's very wealthy aunt has invited you to dinner. The kitchen takes Texas heritage cooking seriously enough to maintain a decades-old bread starter, and the seasonal tasting menu moves between refined and genuinely rooted. The Michelin Guide has it selected.

The dining room occupies the restored Marcel Breuer building that once held the Whitney Museum, and the walnut paneling and candlelight make you feel like someone finally figured out what to do with the space. This is a French café and brasserie from the team behind La Mercerie, with omelets, steak au poivre, escargots, and madeleines warm enough to make Proust feel vindicated. Very Upper East Side, in all the ways you'd expect.

Pillowy housemade flour tortillas wrapped around smoked meats are the whole argument here. Matt Vicedomini built his name on Texas-style barbecue, and Texas Monthly noticed, but this casual taco counter is where that smoked-meat skill gets genuinely interesting. Pork belly with guacamole and pickled onions, brisket in the breakfast tacos available all day, smoked mushroom fajitas for the non-meat crowd. Bon Appétit named it one of America's Best New Restaurants.

Haunches of jamón serrano hang above the bar, which tells you everything about the room before you've ordered a thing. Morcilla is a Spanish taverna in Lawrenceville where the move is to order widely from the small plates menu, pour into sherry from Valencia, and let the table get a little crowded. Housemade charcuterie anchors the whole operation, and montaditos, charred octopus, and rich liver mousse keep things interesting between sips.

Fish from Tokyo's Toyosu market, cured and aged using Edomae techniques, is the whole point of this intimate omakase counter, where three chefs handle just twelve seats at a time. The chef adjusts each guest's rice portion and wasabi individually, which sounds fussy until you realize how much it changes things. An old-school sushi bar that takes itself seriously, without taking the fun out of the room.

Pork and duck puffs shaped like little black swans are the opening move at this upscale dim sum house inside Ghirardelli Square, where the room earns its own attention with colored lanterns, tiled murals, and candle tea warmers. Classics come with upgrades: lobster where shrimp usually goes, squid ink in the fried rice. The bay-facing patio fills up fast on Sunday mornings with people who planned ahead, and a few who got lucky.

Each diner sets a price point on a sliding scale before the meal, and the kitchen builds the omakase around that number. Robin is a contemporary sushi counter where no two menus look quite alike, the team riffing freely across Japanese technique and global flavors: Spanish mackerel with poblano chile oil, king salmon with whipped tofu and Thai basil. It earned a spot on Bon Appétit's Best New Restaurants list and has stayed a fixture on best-sushi roundups ever since.

Wood-fired pizza out of a small takeout window in the Cargo District, where the line forms before you've decided what to order. Salita keeps a focused menu of Neapolitan-style pies, with soft-serve to finish, but the real cult object is the Montreal-style wood-fired bagel, offered some weekends only and gone well before closing. Follow them on social or you'll miss it entirely and spend the walk home in quiet anguish.

A slender Fillmore Street room where skylights and an open kitchen keep things bright despite how tightly packed the tables run. SPQR is a fine dining Italian with a California accent, meaning the handmade pastas get dyed with squid ink and cocoa and the menu shifts with whatever the season is showing off. Chef Matthew Accarrino has been here long enough that regulars treat the bartender like an old friend on reunion night.

Staplehouse is a seasonal tasting menu restaurant on Edgewood Avenue with a genuinely unusual backstory: it's tied to the Giving Kitchen, a nonprofit that provides emergency grants to Atlanta restaurant workers in need. The menu runs to delicate, ingredient-forward plates, with à la carte dishes like Grandma Lillian's potato bread filling out the edges. The room feels like a neighborhood spot that somehow got very serious about dinner without losing the warmth.

The garlic and oregano hit you through the door before you've even reached for the handle. Stella's is a Greek neighborhood restaurant run by the same family for years, the kind of place where the table fills up fast with flaky tiropita and saganaki flaming tableside. The braised lamb and artichoke moussaka are built for sharing, and the portions make sure nobody goes home arguing about it.

Ceiling lamps made from sticky rice baskets set the tone before you even sit down at one of the communal low tables. This casual Laotian-Thai cafe on East Colonial serves a compact menu of street food, the kind of place where the room is louder than the decor suggests it should be. The purple sticky rice with coconut sauce and mango is the dish the name is making a promise about. Selected by the Michelin Guide.

The covered patio fills up fast on weekends, which tells you everything about how West Asheville feels about this neighborhood breakfast and brunch cafe. Everything comes from scratch, the sourcing leans local, and the menu runs until mid-afternoon for anyone who needs a slower start. Rabbit Hole bakery sits just across the way if you need something for the road. The Michelin Guide has it listed among their selected restaurants.

A Lebanese restaurant in Fishtown that opens as a bakery and shop before expanding into a full dining room and a generous rear garden. The menu runs from man'oushe and mezze at lunch to grilled whole poussin and kibbeh at dinner, with a tasting spread if the menu feels ambitious. The pita comes warm from the oven, which sounds minor until it arrives and suddenly isn't. A Michelin selected spot.

An L-shaped cypress wood bar in a quiet corner of downtown Redwood City, with the chef's knife work on full display throughout a two-and-a-half-hour Edomae-style omakase. The meal moves through small plates before reaching the nigiri, and the sourcing leans seasonal and obscure enough that hairy crab and Japanese halfbeak appear without apology. Dinner offers a premium tier for rarer finds; lunch runs a shorter version for the sensible.

Eight seats, weekends only, two seatings a night: Sushi Sonagi runs on its own terms, and regulars plan weeks out to keep them. The omakase here comes from a second-generation sushi chef working a deeply personal menu, where female snow crab arrives in a stone pot, gets pressed into a crispy crust at the table, and then disappears fast. The Michelin Guide has had its eye on this Gardena counter, and the room fills accordingly.

A vintage diner shell hiding a modern New American kitchen, The Admiral in West Asheville runs rotating blue plate specials alongside small plates that take unexpected turns. The menu has enough classic steak-and-sauce comfort to keep one person happy while the person across the table orders something they'll be talking about on the drive home. The Michelin Guide has it on their radar.