So, it's Sunday afternoon, all the good wine shops are closed, but you have a sudden craving for a bottle of Barolo with a little age on it -- maybe a '64 or even that that '62 Gaja you've been wanting but can't seen to find. And, what the hell. As long as you're drinking the Gaja, some handcrafted tortelli stuffed with a little smoked cheese would be nice. And some primo olive oil to slosh around, and a crusty baguette to wipe up the leavings. Who you gonna call?
The Griffin Market, that's who.
No longer a place to stop by on the way to Montrose Park for a bottle of picnic table wine and some crackers and cheddar and maybe a bottle of dishwashing detergent, the Griffin Market has been bought by Ricardo and Laura Bonino and its a very different place. I don't know much about Italian wine, but when Ricardo slips that '64 Barolo out of its hiding place and explains how it came to him from his late father's wine cellar in Italy, I'm not unimpressed. And there's a whole wall of less pricy Italians -- not for bargain hunters, I think, but a pretty serious collection -- and I do know a little about the French juice and I'm pretty sure that he's the only corner store in the metropolitan area with four different Sauternes and half-bottles of Domaine Weinbach Gewurtztraminer on the shelf.
And Laura - the one without the accent but with the pasta machine -- learned her chops in Roberta Donna's Laboratorio, so she brings a certain cred to that side of the business, as well. Give her a ring, the selection varies day to day she does custom orders as well. My admiration of the Sauternes led to talk of wrapping some foie gras in an 0-0 flour and organic egg yolk jacket somewhere along the line, the stuff they had there today (stuffed with smoked scamorza(?) cheese) will probably do until then. When we first got in we kind of drifted into the back looking for a little Sutter Home in screw-top bottles to make the flowers at Dumbarton Oaks a little more loving (get off your asses and go this weekend) and the tortelli were the first thing that kind of announced that some serious shit was going on, just by looking at 'em.
There store's not stuffed with stuff yet, but it sure has enough to get you through a heck of a dinner. Not just the pasta but a variety of prepared foods; salad greens; Breadline bread; oils and vinegars in modest profusion; marinated anchovies; cheese (yes, burrata) and cured meats... Ricardo and Donna are friendly and enthusiastic. And the whole venture has delightful and romantic feel.
Well worth a drop-by.
1425 28th Street NW
202-965-1222
