Yesterday after a long day/week at work I felt like treating myself to something over-the-top. I've never tried the solo dining thing before, and I was a little wary that it might be uncomfortable as a single woman alone at the bar, but I couldn't have been more off. If you are looking for a place to dine solo, Babbo is the ideal spot. On top of the usual pleasures of dining at Babbo, sitting at the bar gave the restaurant what felt like a whole new vibe. Rather than a special-occasion-only experience, it was transformed into a warm neighborhood spot (granted a very expensive neighborhood).
My plan was to order one glass of wine and the warm lamb's tongue vinaigrette which I had never had before but always gets such rave reviews on this board, and call it an evening. Things didn't go as planned. I had a glass of prosecco to start, and it was gone by the time the lamb arrived, prompting the bartender to pour me a glass of rose that he claimed would be the perfect foil for the tongue. It was. And the dish was amazing...tongue, a "three-minute" egg, chanterelles and flavorble vinager-based sauce/dressing. My wine glass was refilled on more than one occassion.
By this time I had had more than a couple of glasses of wine, and had become quite friendly with the other diners at the bar (as well as the two bartenders), so I didn't take too much convincing to order a main course. I went with the Beef Cheek ravoli, another dish I had never tried before, and it was divine. Its in a squab liver and black truffle sauce, and manages to be both decadent and delicate at the same time. The bartender again paired my food with a favorite wine (sorry I know nothing about italian wine and I was pretty buzzed by this time so I can't tell you what it was), despite my protests.
I was so stuffed that I couldn't finish my ravoli (a real shame) but one of my new friends insisted that she order a dessert for all of us to share. I'm not really a dessert person, but everyone else raved about the pistachio semifredo--I thought it was just fine. The sparkling red dessert wine that the bartender gave us to split was amazing though, and I polished off a couple of glasses, with all prior protests about drinking a distant memory.
All in all it was a near-perfect meal and a memorable experience. I can't say enough about the warm, welcoming service at the bar. While the final bill was still way more than I should be spending, I was only charged for one glass of prosecco, the lamb's tongue, and the ravioli, so I consider it a bargain.