Local Kitchen & Wine Market
Yeah that's right. We waited for the dust to settle on this one. Local shmokal, we said. If it survives beyond 6 months we'll check it out. I mean, we are a busy, dynamic duo, in-demand troupe. As you are well aware. So on day 181, 'ol J&J and our fresh-back from Manchu Picchu friend Candida stormed the place Saturday night. And without a resie! Clutch my pearls. Anyhoo, we dug this place from the get-go. And even though they were crowded the hostess was cool and assured us we'd get a table pronto. And we weren't even wearing our VdV blazers. How Did She Know?! Are we that famous? LOL.
Sooo, after waving at Claus, the guy we know from 21A that really talks this place up and getting ZERO recognition from the rat bastard and making us feel pathetic for making a big deal about saying "oh that's Claus! Hi Claus...HI CLAUS!!!" and getting no love we slinked (slunked?) around back to the bar.
The layout here is pretty groovy. Cool. Sorry I'm not in the mood to get into it any more than that. So we find 2 seats at the bar, a couple people leave and we pounce and decide to just eat there instead of waiting for the table Claus still has not vacated. And it was all good except for the bloated self-important bartender-who-knows-all is a d-bag and completely (or at least sorta) condescending about how he knows all about the 'daily rotating' wine list and we know shit. Just about when I was gonna introduce him to Mr. Knuckly and my 5-year old biz card from wine.com, J calms me with a flirty little Albarino. Mmmm. Nice. A pretty nice wine list to boot. Saved that bartender's ass, let me tell ya.
The menu is hot to trot as well, especially if you think 'wine bar' vs. 'gastronomica'. That's right. 5 syllables. Check it. Anyway, they have a great selection of semi-thin crust pizzas, we had the Margarita
Pizza. Great sauce, and BUFALA mozzie to boot. Only hint - put large, full basil leaves on top (look left...do you see large, full basil leaves on top?!).
Then JP and I shared the Organic Chicken w/ Panzanella. Two great tastes that taste great together. Killer roti bird with panzanella - and y'all dunno what that is, it's bread salad, and in this particular case with balsamic red onions, heirloom tomatoes and arugula. Yeah baby.
I have absolutely NO recollection of what Candi ate, but she seemed happy. Hell, after eating weeds and porridge in South America for 2 weeks I guess the bar was set pretty low! Ha. But no disrespect to the Local, this place is solid.
A few other enu stand-outs: Truffle & Parmesan Fries, Coppa & Pepperoni Pizza; Croque Monsieur; and a kick-ass brunch. Go guurrllll.
The take-away? I give this place a solid 7.5, maybe an 8. Coulda gone to an 8.5 without the 'tude from the 'tender. Oh well. I do think it may have been flukely and overall the people are cool. Go! And if you get that d-bag bartender, just ignore him and have an extra glass of wine. It gets pretty fun to make fun of him!











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