Soto: It feels like a million miles away from the strip of tattoo parlors on the next block, but Soto, with its mod and sterile environ, calls the West Village home. Take a peak through the unmarked glass storefront and you won't see crotchless leather pants. Instead, you’ll find a bustling sushi bar filled with a well-dressed after-work crowd. Highly-acclaimed Chef Sotohiro Kosugi, who relocated from Atlanta to open this spot, is a fish fiend and has it flown fresh in from around the globe to tickle your taste buds. The space is intimate and well-lit, so if you’re bringing a date, make sure you actually like the person. |
