i stopped in tonight, considering a meal at the bar...when ordering a drink first, i (a big fan of Spanish wine) was intrigued by the option of "Samso" on the list by the glass:
Simon: "Hmm, interesting! Samso? That's the varietal?"
Simon: "Where is it from?"
Bartender: "It's from Crianza!"
Simon: [politely embarassed for the bartender, yet annoyed by ignorance, and stifling the urge to laugh in his face]: "'Crianza' is an aging category, not a region"
Bartender: [stoney, ignorant stare]...
Simon: "Well! Can i try it please?"
[Bartender gives me the bottle and i learn from the fine print that 'Samso' is the Catalan term for the French varietal Carignan and that the wine is from Catalunya]
Simon: [trying wine and liking it]: "This is yummy! I'll take a glass!! For future reference, it's from Catalunya, and it's the Catalan term for the varietal Carignan. Just in case anyone asks."
Pathetic when i have to do the manager/sommellier/bartender's job for them...
I was disgusted by the lameness, so instead of eating there, i went down the street to Bar Pitti and had a fab meal...
Shocking how poor the wine service can be here in NYC, even at a nice place which pretends to understand Spanish wine...
Tertulia is off my list...
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