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Note: This location of Virginia's closed in 2021, but they've reopened nearby at 200 E. 3rd St.
People know Virginia’s for its burger. Which makes sense, since it belongs in any respectable conversation about the best in the city. It comes on a soft, squat bun with a thick patty, hunks of half-melted sharp white cheddar, mayo, and a little hill of not-too-sweet caramelized onions. There’s an option to add bacon, and we’d advocate for that. Once you’ve made this burger disappear, you might consider designing custom prints of it with the phrase “It’s not goodbye, it’s see you later” written in cursive underneath.
That burger is the main reason we’d tell you to come to Virginia’s. But the runner up is that this is one of the East Village’s best date restaurants. It stays quiet during the week, so you can walk in without a reservation, and pretend you’re the kind of person who leads a spontaneous life (when, in reality, you would schedule your headaches if you could). The two-room, white brick space is romantic - with candle-lit tables and tan leather banquettes - but not so much that the table next to you will be communicating in a made-up language they reserve for dogs, babies, and each other.
While there are some dishes on the rest of the menu that we’d gladly introduce to our inner circle, nothing compares to the burger. We've had dishes on the rotating menu like solid wagyu meatballs with mint or mussels in a curry saffron broth that tastes a little like a bouillabaisse. Others, however, like hake with sweet and sour sauce and the roast chicken that may have accidentally been grown on a lemon tree, lack the simplicity we love so much about the burger.
But you won’t really mind that overly-acidic chicken, because Virginia’s is a nice date spot where you can relax. There’s a sommelier on hand to help you choose a bottle of wine, although you could also opt for a beer-and-shot combo. Whether you go with the gamay or mezcal and a Miller High Life, eating here won’t make you feel like you’re turning into your parents - even when the person you’re with orders the fish and ends up eating half of your burger. It’s just too good not to.