Greetings from Little Saigon! I’m spending the week on location for a much-needed writing sabbatical. I’ll see you on the flip-side, and by that I mean next week, for our regularly scheduled blogging program 😉
The Astronomer and I made plans to return to Bavel before we even took a single bite. The menu, a thoughtful collection of Middle Eastern fare reimagined by Chefs Ori Menashe and Genevieve Gergis, was chock full of so many intriguing-sounding dishes that there was no question that we needed to dine here again. And soon. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves now.
The Astronomer and I sipped a drink each as we narrowed down our list of wants. For me, the “Nebuchadnezzar” ($16), an old fashioned of sorts made with lamb fat bourbon, blue plum brandy, smoked ice, and grapefruit. The Astronomer had a beer.
To start, a duo of irresistible spreads served with equally irresistible house-made breads. The first to arrive was the “Foie Gras Halva” ($19), a smooth and rich paté prettied with date paste, black sesame, and coarse salt.
I had such a fantastic dinner with my friend Diana when Rossoblu first opened that I was eager to return with The Astronomer for a recent night out. We consider ourselves big fans of Chef Steve Samson’s Italian cooking and were excited to get a taste without having to trek across the city. Downtown truly keeps getting better and better.
Whereas Sotto is deeply focused on southern Italian fare, Rossoblu is inspired by the foods of the Emilia-Romagna Region in Northern Italy. The dining room was fantastically energetic on a Thursday night.
With the work week nearly over, cocktails were in order. I sipped a traditional negroni on the rocks ($14) with Carpano Antica and Campari.