If you’ve been to this noodle shop’s Cambridge location, you know the drill: long line, short menu, quick service, and deeply delicious bowls of udon served to just 16 diners at a time. It’s mostly the same at their new Seaport spot, but the experience feels a little less rushed, more efficient, and extremely friendly, with all the same delicious noodles. Lunch at the bar is the move here—they’ll take your order when you’re in line if it’s busy.

Somenya is one of the more exciting openings in Chinatown this year—sorry to all the boba spots with more franchises than George Lucas. The noodles on the menu feel like what would happen if there was an official buckwheat chapter of The Avengers: brothy roast duck udon with big hunks of breast and sweetness from yuzu and cold truffle snow crab soba with generous helpings of salmon caviar, just to name a few.

Sure, you could settle for Legal if you’re in the Seaport, but Hook + Line is a step above that and all the overpriced chains that look like glassy boxes in the neighborhood. Don’t get us wrong, the seafood here isn’t cheap, but they really nail the details. The wood-fired grill gives the lobster feast a smoky char, and flaky branzino comes split and covered with crunchy hazelnuts.

Mamaleh’s or Zaftigs might be Boston's go-to Jewish and kosher restaurants, but it’s time to add Lehrhaus in Somerville to that list. They do food from the Jewish diaspora, so you’ll see Mexican and Ethiopian dishes, no meat, but some really excellent fish. The combo of thinly sliced herring, labneh, and acidy pickled peppers on the tartine is like the best whitefish salad ever, and the filling lentil-stuffed delicata squash will make any meat truther question everything.

Long Bar on the 17th floor of the Raffles in Back Bay has set a new standard for the hotel bar, with great food and ample people-watching. Folks come here dressed up, fresh off seeing The Cher Show at the nearby Wang Theatre, and keep the night going until suddenly it’s last call and they’re singing “If I Could Turn Back Time” with whoever they met at the bar. For us, it’s a bougie guilty pleasure where we can eat razor clams conservas, sip a potent Boston sling, and devour a burger.

On the scale of Applebee's to Super Serious Restaurant With Persimmons On The Menu, Sloane’s falls somewhere comfortably in the middle. If we lived in Allston, we’d be here all the time, having a spicy margarita at the bar next to people we want to be friends with, while working our way through every comforting corner of the menu. Most entrees are around $20, so we appreciate this newer, lower-stakes dinner spot where you can eat fries fancied up with taleggio and garlic butter.

Union Square is where you’ll find some of the city’s best restaurants and quirky cocktail spots (you can catch us at Backbar at least once a week). But the neighborhood’s been missing a place like June Bug that’s a step up from a slice shop, where you can drink a glass of skin contact wine and have a fluffy, expertly charred Neapolitan pizza. The oval bar is where you want to be, rubbing elbows with regulars who live a block away, and finding common ground over spreadable sausage.

Somerville’s Bow Market has tons of food options and scarves and organic soaps for sale—it’s all there. But until now, it’s never quite had a perfect Vietnamese date spot that pumps disco. The tiny space is shrouded in plants, seats maybe 25 people, and glows in purplish light, so naturally, it’s a good place to consider falling in love. But it’s the food that’ll keep you coming back—the Vietnamese dishes can hang with any of the top places in Field’s Corner.

Moon Bar in Back Bay is in the rotation for gossiping with friends—the bossa nova and hip-hop will cover up all the whispered secrets about your coworkers who skipped the company offsite and went to Croatia together instead. The menu has things like mahi mahi ceviche, sweet potato samosas, smoked pork ribs, and other shareable snacks that we don’t really want to share. It’s the more casual spot from Mooncusser, which is right upstairs, but you’re better off coming here instead.

The New York City location of this Allston Szechuan spot is an institution, and it’s one of the few transplant restaurants in Boston we’re actually excited about. Their swinging pork belly dish has mandolined strips of meat and cucumber draped over a wooden stand, with the whole thing dangling above a bowl of garlic and chili oil. Once it arrives at your table, it’ll first get your attention for presentation, and then for being your new favorite way to eat pork belly.