To find success, this year’s best new restaurants had to go outside of Wynwood and South Beach. In a year when tourism dipped and prices ballooned, a new restaurant had to bet on locals to succeed. These all did, and that bet paid off.
LessMiami’s ambassador of Ecuadorian flavors and the world’s strongest advocate for plantains. Go if you like banana lamps, tropical fruit-infused sauces, Edan Bistro, Manu Chao, and plantain in all its sweet, salty, and crunchy forms.
Relentlessly fun, heavily mirrored, and willing to light a pile of orange chicken on fire. Go if you like Tâm Tâm, red light therapy, fire, childhood memories of Chinese takeout nights, and making eye contact with Tony Leung in the bathroom.
A steakhouse that will make you feel as famous as the local celebrity sitting next to you. Go if you like being pampered, high ceilings, steaks you could cut with a ping pong paddle, and imagining what Sunny’s would look like if it grew up in Coral Gables.
It’s Miami’s own Italian piazza, complete with glistening pizza and passing trains. Go if you like Macchialina, Italian markets, and esoteric amari (and if you firmly believe that anything can be a pizza topping).
Japanese dishes that taste like magical hallucinations—and disappear just as quickly. Go if you like spontaneity, Japanese bar food, watching pigeons fight over furikake crumbs on Giralda, and a more casual sibling of Zitz Sum.
A stellar meal—and contouring candlelight—is the only certainty at To Be Determined. Go if you like surprises, brutalism, trip hop, menus whittled down to the essentials, and pairing pasta with steak.
Inside this ode to Jersey bar pies, everyone inspects the razor-thin pizza in disbelief. Go if you like the Tri-state area, exposed brick, reminders of what Downtown is good for, and a pizza dinner entirely devoid of crust.
Only Tina’s french toast can get nocturnal Miamians out of bed before noon. Go if you like mornings, eavesdropping, and having the option to go to brunch on days other than Saturday and Sunday.
Destination pizza for people who think pizza should just be pizza. Go if you like Miami Slice, Eleventh Street Pizza, complaining about the proliferation of $40 pizzas, and serious conversations about dough hydration ratios.
Sticky Rice fills Miami’s Lao food void with housemade sausages and buckets of fish sauce. Go if you like reminiscing about past meals at Lil’ Laos, eating with your hands, and parking spaces that test your spatial awareness.