After 123 burgers, epic levels of face-stuffing, and a few bouts of the meat sweats, our intrepid eaters narrowed the field to the top 45. Only one (very big) question remains: Which one will you try first?
Here’s the lay of the somewhat centrally-divided land: the places to go, the people to see, the customs, traditions, and tribal rites to be aware of when you cross the line. Don’t worry: Your side is still totally the best side.
At age 5, she told her parents that a beagle was speaking her name. Puzzled, they listened closer and discovered it was. Now she’s 20, and more and more people are talking about this unpredictable, tenacious, refreshingly unscripted soccer player.
Jean-Robert de Cavel’s kitchen brigade turns out fiercely personal dishes with an unmistakable sense of place, whether it’s embracing the classic saucy splendor of his French heritage or celebrating a bounty of local produce.
Where its sibling and next-door neighbor Senate runs a little hotter, Abigail Street downshifts to a slower flow with an inspired original menu featuring small-ish plates of a Mediterranean disposition.
Despite the cheeky tone and hairpin turns on the menu, it takes real talent and confidence to be this playful. Owen Maass breathes life into timeworn classics that result in deeply flavorful and soothing food.
On the short list of downtown restaurants that operate seven days a week, 12 or more hours per day, Via Vite vibrates with an energetic customer base of expense account lunches, late-night revelers, and hotel guests.
The Larder is an extension of Dutch’s Bar and Bottle Shop, a neighborhood fixture that was transformed from pony keg to beer and wine arsenal—700 varieties of beer, 200 of wine; eight rotating taps—six years ago.
If Kentucky is the new California, Chef Stephen Williams is the new Alice Waters (sorry, chef) whose cozy neighborhood bistro has one fork planted firmly in the canon of Kentucky-proud, the other in classic French.
A proper little ’cue shack along the river, with ribs that are speaking-in-tongues good, some of the zazziest jalapeño cheese grits north of the Mason-Dixon line, and browned mashed potatoes that would make any short order cook diner-proud.
Reading programs abound in summer (The Cincinnati Public Library and Joseph-Beth Booksellers are two terrific options) but even the most ardent young readers need a push in June, July and August. In this entirely unscientific poll of area bookworms aged 9-12, we’ve curated a literary menu for all palates.