Le Bernardin

Dane Chilton
Aug 7
3 min read

New York City, NY

Lunch with a Friend — Spring 2025

Final Score: 4.7 — Exceptional.

Where precision and restraint converge in near-perfect harmony.

When you walk into Le Bernardin, there is a sense of calm that settles. The sound is hushed. Light pools across finely set tables in measured intervals. The service glides instead of walks. The hush, the glassware, the porcelain pots all tell you what kind of place you’re in. This is not a restaurant you stumble into.

I visited for lunch with a close friend, opting for the three-course prix fixe menu ($135), a relative value considering Le Bernardin’s three-star pedigree and the quality of execution. The choices were drawn from an expansive list where seafood (whether raw, barely touched, or lightly cooked) is the protagonist.

The Meal

I started with the Hamachi sashimi, which arrived topped with pickled mushroom and watermelon radish in a citrus dashi. The fish itself was perfect, but it was the acid and umami, cut by the radish, that elevated it into something meditative. Everything had a reason to be there.

Next came the Gamberoni Rosso, a shrimp tartare under a lemon-saffron emulsion. A beautiful plate. It was aromatic and modern without veering into what can only be described as sterile minimalism. The shrimp was sweet and structured, complemented by its emulsion. It reminded me of why I love tasting menus, because there’s room to focus. Nothing gets lost.

The Fluke, served warm, was the star of the lunch. Cooked with care, the texture bordered on miraculous. It was delicate but structured enough to carry the sauce beneath. It is rare to find a dish that blows your mind mid-bite, but this did. It lingered.

We finished with dessert, which, while not revelatory, was excellent in its own way. The tea service arrived in porcelain pots; each cup poured tableside. It's the kind of final gesture that I always love.

Atmosphere and Service

Le Bernardin knows itself. Designed for restraint rather than spectacle, the dining room is stately, nearly ecclesiastical. It’s a space where time seems to go away. There is no music competing with conversation. The crowd skews international and tailored. Business lunches, yes, but the occasional celebration, too. It feels like a place where decisions get made.

The service was technically flawless. The pacing, timing, table maintenance all perfect. But it wasn’t warm. It was professional to the point of froideur, which might be of interest to some diners just fine. For me, it left a faint distance between the diner and the team. Perhaps that’s the price of such polish.

This is a restaurant that does not chase trends. Its devotion to seafood, to minimal intervention, to balance and grace over novelty—these are not fads, they are principles. Le Bernardin isn’t trying to be anything other than itself. That self, however, is nearly unmatched. The kitchen is confident enough not to shout. You leave with a deep understanding of their vision. There’s power in that kind of clarity.

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Category Score

Palate: 4.9

Atmosphere: 4.8

Service: 4.3

Identity: 4.7

Final Score: 4.7 – Exceptional

The food alone earns the Exceptional tier. Were the service warmer, this would edge into the territory of the unforgettable. Still, Le Bernardin remains one of the few places where the term “fine dining” feels not just appropriate, but absolutely necessary.