Personal and heartfelt, this intimate restaurant in the West Village is off to an impressive start. Named after the owner’s aunt, Cynthia delivers a refined experience that celebrates the seasons, works closely with farmers and walks the talk with a zero-waste philosophy. Vegetable trimmings are reworked into beautiful sauces, and scraps and ends are reimagined and incorporated into pastas and breads with house-made butter. French, Asian and Latin influences weave in and out of view on a menu that’s always on the move. One past highlight featured a superb, just-set egg custard boosted with corn dashi and black truffles. Supplemental courses are well worth the expense. Through it all, a warm service team keeps the evening flowing with ease.