While many of New York’s trendiest restaurants tend to make themselves so exclusive that they’re virtually impossible to book, Vanity Fair editor Graydon Carter’s takes this to the next level with his intimate West Village gem, the Waverly Inn. There is no phone. There is no website. There are barely even any tables. You would be forgiven for thinking that there’s actually no possibility of ever getting a seat there unless you’re in the private inner circle of Mr. Carter himself. The Waverly Inn feels more like an extension of Graydon Carter’s private home than a public restaurant, with that cosy, low-lit, elitist semi-private club “if you got in, then you must be ‘someone’ too” feel about it. However this quintessential New York experience is definitely worth getting our your little black book for to rub shoulders with New York’s ‘in’ crowd. While the food won’t be winning any culinary awards any time soon, locals go ga-ga over the rich, heart-stopping truffle-infused macaroni and cheese. This is the place to dress up and settle in for the night, where you’ll never know who might be sitting next to you.
