by Patrick Heig - 324 Reviews - 95 List
"Ridiculous" may seem like an insult, but this is the city that spawned Donald Trump's hair, Joan Rivers' face and Lady Gaga's everything--ridiculous can be good. But will these ludicrous restaurants join the esteemed ranks of Peep, where you can stare at other patrons via a two-way mirror while you pee, or Ninja New York, where at any moment your masked server may surprise you with a samurai sword to the neck? Only time will tell, but these bizarre newcomers are bringing the weird to 2010, and are must-visits for anyone who enjoys a taste of the absurd. (Photo: K! pizzacone).
Updated: September 10, 2010
Kudos for having the cajones to redesign a food whose popularity has a lot to do with its easy-to-eat shape, but while we understand the cardboard-like crust is needed to support the cone shape, the scalding hot but usually flavorless toppings waiting inside it just seem cruel. What's next, ice cream by the slice? Wait a minute ? ice cream cake is pretty popular. Maybe this guy is onto something.
Here's a restaurant that embraces its own ridiculousness--the name translates as "the madman." It's hard to say whether the design (tea cup-shaped booths that roll around the room on wheels, whee!) or the cocktails (many contain veggies like radicchio, lettuce, or red pepper; one's made with solid ricotta cheese, another cooled with rocks instead of ice) are more insane here, but you half expect the owner to come out in a ?Silence of the Lambs? mask.
Also trying to reengineer one of the world's most beloved handheld foods, this techy midtown restaurant serves donut-shaped burgers whose holes you fill with anything from mushrooms and onions to veggie sushi. But it doesn't stop there: After building and ordering said burgers through iPad kiosks, guests are encouraged to register their creations and blast them out through Twitter, Facebook and Foursquare; there's a 25-cent reward every time someone orders their burger combo. OK, so it's kind of a good idea, but if we're going to get this futuristic, can we hurry up with the freaking jet packs already?
Miss college? This mess hall-style cafeteria--with long, communal tables, red plastic trays for the buffet station, and Kamikazes and Lemon Drops available by the shot, glass and pitcher--should bring you back to the days of Adderall and eating disorders.
I don't speak Japanese, but I'm guessing "Takashi" means "Only the weirdest parts of a cow, you cook on personal hibachi grill now!" We're talking raw liver, flash-boiled Achilles tendon and everybody's favorite, tongue sinews. What makes it even more bizarre is that this offal office is completely charming and on a picturesque West Village street--can't you just imagine Samantha sitting down to cook herself a small mountain of cow guts?