The Art Deco neon sign alone has been a beacon for Manhattan nighthawks since the early 1980s: Warhol, Basquiat, DeNiro, and Belushi were avid Odeon-goers, to name a few. And lest we forget that Keith McNally (of Balthazar and Pastis) was an original owner, one of the firsts to bring the French brasserie concept to New York.
Today, intrepid artists and lovers of the cinematic still flock. Like posers in an Edward Hopper painting, suits chow down on trout and steak frites, ladies who lunch nibble on friseé and baby beet salads. The three-martini lunch stays alive and well here; everyone enjoys the ambience and serious service. We’re particularly fond of the croque monsieur and French onion soup gratinée, proving that everything about Odeon seems to scream: there’s nothing like an original.