The green awning sags; the front door looks like it used to belong to a reform school for very, very, very bad boys, but it’s hard to beat this ramshackle corner Chelsea spot for its great burgers and the option to eat them past the witching hour. “I’m a sucker for eating late night; the Corner Bistro burger rocks, or New York Noodle on Bowery for their suckling pig so much that at one point I was almost 200 pounds,” says a slimmed-down Julian Alonzo, chef of Brasserie 8. Both Tao’s Sam Hazen and Jean-Georges’ Johnny Iuzzini are partial to taking a load off (after a long night on the line) at one of the four, small butcher-block-esque small tables or a seat at the old dark-wood bar. Our favourite perch? The bar stool at the window, where you can rest your bottle o’ suds and chili burger on the little ledge and watch Chelsea saunter by.