
Keep Balthazar only when it outranks a half-day elsewhere.
Allow 1.5–2 hours.
Red banquettes, antiqued mirrors, and a from-dawn-to-late energy that nails the Parisian-brasserie fantasy in downtown Manhattan. The magic is a weekday breakfast in a corner banquette with the bread basket and a coffee, not the elbow-to-elbow weekend brunch crush — the room's beauty and the people-watching are the real draw, the food merely dependable. Electric for that early, unhurried sitting; wrong for anyone craving quiet, a bargain, or a destination meal.