Felice Feast

As the polo match was wrapping up, Carlen called to let me know she had arrived in New York for the week for work so we made plans to meet for dinner and drinks.  I was tired from being outside all day so Carlen was nice enough to make it convenient for me by meeting near my apartment.

We had both eaten late lunches, so we were far more concerned with getting a good glass of wine than the food.  Regardless, we ended up at Felice, a wine bar that happens to serve great food.  Though we are both usually red wine gals, we wanted something light, crisp, and Summery and the waiter steered us in the right direction.  Instead of ordering heavy, we split a small salad (arugula, raw shaved artichokes, shaved parmesan, and hearts of palm), an order of risotto (with burrata, peas, and crispy pancetta), and a chocolate mousse cake.  The food was simple and satisfying and the atmosphere (dark wooden floors, exposed brick, and glass wine cask chandelier) was strictly European.  It was the perfect Summer evening spot that felt entirely local.  If you live in the East 60s, this is a great place to keep in mind for a low key (maybe even romantic) evening.  If you don't live in the East 60s, you should plan to pay me a visit.