The ultimate guide to munchies and stoner snacks in NYC

Forget trying to figure out how they packed all the familiar flavors of a Reuben into a small, deep-fried sphere—just be glad they did. At this retro-fitted supper club, Michael White repackages the deli-case standard as five pop-'em-in-your-mouth orbs, filled with salty, house-made corned beef and zippy kraut. The midpoint between crispy and creamy, the hybrid bites are served with a swatch of housemade Thousand Island dressing. $9.

Don’t let its innocent, pink-frosted looks fool you—this gonzo doughnut more than lives up to the bakery’s name. Like a bong-fueled dorm experiment, the Crayola-bright, hexagonal treat jolts sugary berry glaze with a tongue-tingling hit of that Thai staple, sriracha. It deftly balances sweet and spice, and one bite will prove what your glassy-eyed roommate’s been saying all along: Sriracha really does go with everything. $3.75.

Amanda Freitag puts the high in highbrow with this slow-toke take on bar wings at her revamped Chelsea canteen. Tender skate fillets come doused in vinegary, butter-rich buffalo sauce, soothed with paper-thin celery and carrot ribbons, and cooling crème fraîche, a clever stand-in for blue cheese. $11.

Greasy hoagies and Chinese takeout are classic magic-smoke munchies—this fun-loving Park Slope hang crams them both into one neat package. All of the cheese-steak basics are accounted for—frizzled beef, drippy cheese sauce, caramelized onions—but here, the sandwich’s bread is nixed in favor of a crisp, crackling egg-roll shell. $13.

For this bizarro, balls-out sandwich, the midtown sub shop takes a page out of the Pineapple Express cookbook, studding a not-so-classic PB&J with some jolly green—broccoli, that is. Tucked inside a warm Grandaisy Bakery ciabatta roll, fried almond butter and sweet, house-made pickled raisin jelly tone down the bitter funk of charred broccoli and cress leaves, a combo that’s as weirdly winning as James Franco and Seth Rogen going at it on a motorcycle. $11.