Quique Crudo is a place to stumble upon. A spot that reaches peak potential when you’re wandering the West Village, mumbling to yourself about the neighborhood’s crowds, wishing there was a restaurant that felt like a secret. Enter the unmarked, cerulean-framed doorway, and you’ll find perfect margaritas, subway-tiled walls, and piles of blue crab on crunchy tostadas. This walk-in-only Mexican seafood counter is less of a room and more of a nook, lit like a speakeasy and bisected by a bar. On one side, cooks and bartenders tinker with razor clams and mezcal, and on the other, 20 or so stools are packed so tightly you’re bound to elbow someone. Space is limited, especially in the kitchen, but you wouldn’t know it from the food. Like sister restaurant Casa Enrique, Quique Crudo serves typical-sounding items that earn extra credit through quality ingredients and execution. The menu is almost entirely small plates, with options that include a simple fluke ceviche and scallop aguachile doused in Worcestershire. Most items hover around $25 and are gone in flash, but that’s the West Village for you. What's not so West Village is how you can pop in on a whim for a meal that’ll stick with you.