New York

New York, New York. The epicenter of boozy brunches and no doubt a bastion of bloody mary inspiration, these reviews provide a look into the magical world of New York City brunch—Drunken Tomato style.

Blueprint
196 5th Avenue, Brooklyn, New York.  T: 718-622-6644.
The Buzzed Assassin: 4 Celery Stalks
Bubby’s
120 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10013. T: (212) 219-0666.
The Buzzed Assassin: 3.5 Celery Stalks
Cafeteria
119 7th Avenue,  New York, New York 10010.  T: (212) 414-1717.
The Buzzed Assassin: 3.5 Celery Stalks
Esperanto
145 Avenue C, New York, New York 10009. P: (212) 505-6559.
Reservations
The Drunken Tomato: 2.5 Celery Stalks
Essex
120 Essex Street  New York, NY 10002. P: (212) 388-0449.
Reservations
The Drunken Tomato: 3 Celery Stalks
Five Leaves
18 Bedford Avenue,  Greenpoint, Brooklyn, New York 11222.  T: (718) 383-5345.
Spice Girl: 4 Celery Stalks
Five Points
31 Great Jones St., New York, New York 10012. P: (212) 253-5700.
Reservations

The Drunken Tomato: 3.5 Celery Stalks
The Buzzed Assassin: 3 Celery Stalks
Ippudo
65 4th Avenue,  New York, New York 10003.  T: (212) 388-0088.
Spice Girl: 4 Celery Stalks
Open Door Gastropub
110 John Street, New York, New York 10038. P: (212) 608-0200.
The Buzzed Assassin: 3 Celery Stalks
Pravda
281 Lafayette Street, New York, New York 10012.  T: (212) 226-4696.
Spice Girl: 3 Celery Stalks
Prune
54 East 1st St, New York, New York 10003. P: (212) 677-6221.
The Drunken Tomato: 3.5 Celery Stalks
The Buzzed Assassin: 3.5 Celery Stalks
Social Eatz
232 East 53rd Street,  New York, New York 10022.  T: (212) 207-3339.
Reservations
The Buzzed Assassin: 3 Celery Stalks
Sons of Essex
133 Essex Street, New York, New York 10002.  T: (212) 674-7100.
The Buzzed Assassin: 3.5 Celery Stalks
Stone Street Tavern
52 Stone Street, New York City, NY 10004. P: (212) 785-5658.
Reservations
The Buzzed Assassin: 2 Celery Stalks
The Stanton Social
99 Stanton Street,  New York, New York 10002.  T: (212) 995-0099.
Reservations
The Drunken Tomato: 3 Celery Stalks

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