Thursday, March 18, 2010
I was in New York last weekend to see some old friends and celebrate a birthday. Twenty years ago, I lived in New York and one of my dearest friends to this day met me then and celebrated this birthday with me as well. And so, to bring my old life into my new life, I invited a couple of old and new friends alike to meet at Ten Bells for a drink.
It was stormy and gloomy all weekend, with power outages outside the city. But we were a merry little group at Ten Bells last Sunday afternoon and into the evening. Above you see me with Pascaline, sommelier at Rouge Tomate, and Fifi, partner at Ten Bells.
Ten Bells is a joyful, unpretentious place with fresh, ice cold oysters and fresh, unprocessed wine. The Basque cider marinated ribs were delicious, the Texier was too big and dense for me, even with the ribs.
We enjoyed many wines that night, but it was a Vouvray petillant naturel from Dressner that sticks with me.
Posted by Amy Atwood at 8:32 AM