Italian in Park Slope
My friend was having a terrible day, so despite my exhaustion after a long and very cold bike ride, I grabbed a protein bar and braved the subway to have dinner with her in Park Slope. Am I glad I did, for we discovered a fantastic Italian place around the corner from her called Sette Enoteca E Cucina (3rd St and 7th Avenue).
The chef, as I later learned, used to be at 'Cesca, and it shows in the attention to detail. The olives they brought were meaty and luscious; the breadsticks were chewy. Even the water glasses had a pleasing curve to them. It was a nearly perfect experience, especially for a night that demanded hearty food. I had the special pizza flatbread appetizer to start - ricotta and slices of fingerling potatoes, finished with arugula and slices of proscuitto - followed by pappardelle drizzled with a wonderfully rich and garlicky oxtail sauce. We shared a slice of almond cake for dessert. I'd love to get a recipe for it: the interior was creamy, dense, and redolent of almond paste, while the batter had baked to a thick, nutty crust that was almost tart-like.
Sette's well worth a subway trip. But why is it that so many of the good restaurants that are opening up these days seem to be in Brooklyn? The Upper West Side just got Pair of Eights, but that's just one!
The chef, as I later learned, used to be at 'Cesca, and it shows in the attention to detail. The olives they brought were meaty and luscious; the breadsticks were chewy. Even the water glasses had a pleasing curve to them. It was a nearly perfect experience, especially for a night that demanded hearty food. I had the special pizza flatbread appetizer to start - ricotta and slices of fingerling potatoes, finished with arugula and slices of proscuitto - followed by pappardelle drizzled with a wonderfully rich and garlicky oxtail sauce. We shared a slice of almond cake for dessert. I'd love to get a recipe for it: the interior was creamy, dense, and redolent of almond paste, while the batter had baked to a thick, nutty crust that was almost tart-like.
Sette's well worth a subway trip. But why is it that so many of the good restaurants that are opening up these days seem to be in Brooklyn? The Upper West Side just got Pair of Eights, but that's just one!