Spuntino: No Telephone, No Reservations
Sunniest week of the year, which means rosato is on the cards in a big way. It's 6ish, and as I stroll through Soho there's a whiff of summer in the air. Finally. We make a beeline for Spuntino, and with a strike of luck, nab one of the two-person benches (let's call it a share chair) at the street-facing end of the bar. The evening glow is streaming in the window. Jackpot.
Before I can get a word in, an enamel mugful of popcorn, chilli spice optional, is plonked in front of me. Fair 'nuff. Bottle of Rosato Bardolino Monte del Fra ordered, I begin surveying the placemat/menu.
The salt cod scotch eggs are gooey pillows of salty deliciousness. To be fair, the salt is quite pungent, but the accompanying aioli cuts through nicely. Nonetheless, I barely make a dent in them. The aioli is going down, though.
Sliders come in quartets; pulled pork, ground beef, lamb, and prawn. All come with frills. We fire in a ground beef & bone marrow number. Winning!
Eggplant chips with fennel yoghurt taste like a healthier take on triple cooked chips.
A Panzanella salad is simply heirloom tomatoes & crusty bread all steeped in the most amazing olive oil. Extra virgin, and then some. This was the underdog of all the plates. Mamma mia!
Artichokes, poached eggs, truffles, and pecorino are some of my favourite things, just sayin'. So it's no surprise that the artichoke heart, poached egg and truffle pecorino salad was a Very Kerri dish.
All in all, I am all over Spuntino. Rock up, kick back (even in the share chair), and let the good times roll. Just thinking of how much fun a private party would be in there; all cosied up around the bar sipping Sazeracs & Negronis and chowing our way through the menu. Watch this space.
Five Very Kerri things about Spuntino
- Surround-bar seating
- Gritty New york vibes
- The share chair
- Truffle mentioned twice on the menu
- The soundtrack