Del Posto – Chelsea
PRO: Epic meal! Way to bring it Batali!
CON: Let me get back to you on that…eating here will make me more rubenesque than Mario?
And if ya know shit from shinola (whatever the hell that means), you’ll know that J&J don’t often do the whole gastronomique thing. We’re more the ‘belly up to the bar and strap on the…feedbag, perv!
Mario, I know VdV gave you some shit about our experience at Esca. Maybe it was a case of the bar being set too darned high from all the killer reviews that place gets. Then we hit Otto (review to follow soon) 
where the lovely J was underwhelmed by the pizza. So when we made resies for the two of us + our stylin’ friends Kim & Marc, it was not without trepidation. We don’t wanna go 0 fer 3 with ya! Wait. You don’t want you goin’ 0 for 3 with VdV! That’s right.
Soo, bitches. How was Del Posto? Well, since this was a four+hour feed-fest, this review should oblige in kind. Meaning, if ya know us, we’d bore you to tears with detail and ADD-driven rants. But VdV likes to zig where others zag, so we’re gonna cut to the chase. Don’t get used it it!
Like I said, this was a marathon feed-and-drink fest, 10p-to after 2a. Hear that SF!? 2 AM. Nighttime! And it was divine. VIN divine I may say. Seriously, I’ll spill the beans right now and letcha know we bestow (sing it with me) Del Posto (keep it going, even though it doesn’t really rhyme) the gilted VdV 4.5-star rating! Woo Hoo! Pop a bottle, Batali! OK, 2 Thumbs Up will suffice. I’m sure we’ve made your day. Frank Bruni who?
What’d we eat? What’d we eat? What does it matter! Eat the menu. Literally. It’ll make you weak in the knees. No, not like Mario ‘cuz he’s about 100 lbs overweight. Because it’s scrump-dili-umptious, sucka! Photos? We don’t need no stinking photos! (OK I lost my iPhone that night). We did the Tasting Menu ($115), which has changed by now anyway. Everything was prepared excellently, beautifully presented and tasted heavenly. That’s right I said heavenly!
So if you haven’t crawled out from under that rock of yours, this is an Italian joint. Ha. Joint. This place is pretty upscale. Big ‘ol NY spot, definitely not hip, but OTT traditional in design with a large piano, big ‘ol stairwell, and kinda out of the ’50s glamour type of vibe. Pretty cool. And the service rocks. They know when to be there and when to get out the way. And…what else? Lets just suffice to say I’m not gonna articulate the experience and we’ll just move on, shall we?
In addition to the delish Tasting Menu, we found (after several cocktails) a kick-ass Nero D’Avolo on the wine list. MB, ya had me there. I love Sicilians and their wines.
Post Tasting Menu gorging? You thought we’d be done? This was an expense report dinner, people, come on! We then had the famous Rum & Chocolate pairing ($70). Something like 5 high-end Rums, all very different in their ‘taste profile’ each paired with a chocolate. Oh man, the pairing with whatever run it was and that salted choco was killer.
So like I said, this was an EPIC meal. And the bill matched it. So don’t come here if you are prone to cheap attacks. Come here with that friend of yours that just scored the big raise. Or the Trust Fund kid that just got her first distribution. Whatever, rob someone at gunpoint. Just go!
