Peter’s Blog, August 2nd, 2011
Osteria is part of the James Beard Award winning Marc Vetri’s growing restaurant empire. Marc is one of the finest chefs of Italian food in the world, and his first restaurant, Vetri, has earned every award possible and put him into Michelin territory. But, it’s small and uber-expensive, so a few years ago he opened Osteria, along with culinary partner and Executive Chef Jeffrey Michaud, and this place has been hopping from day one. It’s not cheap but it’s affordable for the masses and the masses have descended. In LA we profiled Nancy Silverton and Mario Batali’s restaurants, Mozza and Pizzeria Mozza — two amazing restaurants, next door to each other, but only one serving pizza. In San Francisco we showed you Craig Stoll’s Delfina and Pizzeria Delfina, two restaurants next door to each other but only one serving pizza. But Osteria is one restaurant, serving both great Italian food and also great pizza — it is, to mix the metaphor, the whole enchilada! The pizzas are consistently rated among the best in the country, but whenever I go to Osteria I always just start with pizza (fortunately, the crust is very thin and not too filling), and then go on to the primi’s and secundi’s and desserts– you really have to because you don’t want to eat there and not partake of it all. Let me give you an example. The pizzas we had included the following: –The Polpo, which has octopus, tomato, smoked mozzarella, and red chili flakes (the wood fired oven gives the octopus, which I think is marinated in lemon juice, though I could be wrong, just the right note of charredness around the edges).
–The Melanzana: eggplant, goat cheese, heirloom tomatoes, and fresh oregano.
–The Mortadella: Siciliano pistacchio pesto, fresh mozzarella, and thin slices of mortadella.
There was also a fresh corn, bufala mozzarella, truffle, and charred scallions pizza called The Pannochia, but I didn’t see it in time to add to the assemblage (I might need to jump on a plane and go back for that one).
We also had, as our antipasto, a baked goat cheese sformato (a cross between a souffle and a flan) with chanterelles and a currant vinaigrette. In the primi’s, I really wanted to try the chicken liver rigatoni with cipollini onions and sage but instead we had an amazing corn cavatelli with corn bolognese sauce (let your imagination figure it out), and a robiola francobolli “postage stamp ravioli” with royal trumpet mushrooms and thyme.Then, on to the secundi, where we chose whole roasted pork rack with fresh plums, fennel, and celery, as well as skate wing “alla piastra” (meaning cooked on a flat griddle, but it sounds so much sexier in Italian) with cockles, zucchini, and tondini beans. The skate was crisp on the edges and lobster-like in the center. My niece, who never had skate before, said this was her favorite course of the night.
There were eleven of us and the meal was served family style. We were there for a family celebration so we reserved the “Chef’s Table” which, at Osteria, is actually in the pastry kitchen, around a huge butcher block table. This isn’t a restaurant review, just a report on a remarkable meal that, as we’ve so often noted, will now become part of an historic taste memory for eleven family members who don’t get to see each other often enough but will now have a deeply embedded common memory peg and reference point.
Oh, lest I forget, the desserts included sweet corn fritelle — fritters– with sweet corn gelato (it was obviously high corn season in Philly this week); lemon and raspberry charlotte; white wine poached peaches with brown sugar gelato and croccante (ie, crunchy) cookies; and the signature dessert of desserts, polenta budino (pudding) with gianduia (hazelnut/chocolate) mousse and candied hazelnuts. You can see, just by the names, without any descriptiveness on my part, how exciting such an evening can be. I’d happily describe more menu items that we didn’t get but that would just add cruelness to this rubbernecking.
My point is not to gloat but to exult and to highlight what I think is a relevant observation: a few years ago, restaurants in this country serving food of this caliber were few and far between and pretty much reserved for the rich and the famous. But Osteria is part of a growing movement that has taken high cooking into mainstream dining; or rather, has raised the bar of the mainstream so that more of us can experience previously unattainable gastronomic pleasures. The Mario Batali’s, Craig Stoll’s, and Marc Vetri’s of the world (and in this case I’ll also cite Osteria’s Jeffrey Michaud, who has been at the helm since my first visit a few years ago and was just named by Philadelphia Magazine as their favorite chef of the year) have created within their realms tiers of dining that always begin at the rarefied and then, by opening osterias and pizzerias, create a trickle down to larger, fairly priced venues that allow more of us to experience a new benchmark. In other words, they become educators of our palates as we encounter foods previously beyond our ken (I’m speaking very generally here, for my fellow publicans and plebians, not for those who have always had access to such wonderfulness). These new-generation restaurants make known and easily accessible to us a culinary awakening. In describing what budino is to one of my relatives I said, “A few years ago only a few restaurants in the USA served it and now it is the hottest dessert in semi-fancy restaurants, it has already tipped over and I expect it will soon be served in Olive Gardens and Applebees everywhere. But it won’t be as good as this one.” (After all, it’s just pudding, anyone can make pudding. Of course, anyone can make pizza too but, as we all know, there is pizza and then there is memorable pizza)
There are also meals and there are, every once in a while, memorable meals, and we also know that the food is just one component of what makes a meal memorable. But, when the stage is properly set and the food is prepared at the benchmark level of “memorable,” then the possibility of magic is present, as it was for us on Saturday.
Isn’t that what this quest is really about?
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