An air of mystery.
The excitement of the unknown.
And in the rare case, the alluring scent of suckling pig.
Beginning tomorrow, you’ll want to formally introduce yourself to Asellina, a new Italian restaurant that, like most great ideas, was inspired by a woman, opening tomorrow and taking reservations now.
From here on out, you’ll have the option to start every weekend by sipping cocktails and sampling thin-crust Suckling Pig Pizze while parked behind a two-story bar below a canopy of copper filament bulbs (you wouldn’t dare visit a one-story bar on the weekend).
You’ll want to hydrate with an Amore d’ Asellina (that’s maraschino liqueur, gin, lemon and blackberry) before heading off on a long lap of your new surroundings. To your right, a wall of wood that’s partially on fire (don’t worry, it’s supposed to be). Farther inside, a garden patio and tavern that’s bookended by leather and brick. And on your left, a glass wall of horizontally arranged wines (break in case of emergency).
Once you’ve come full circle, and inevitably worked up an appetite, you’ll take a seat at your private chef’s table for 12 and start ordering up Sardinia dishes like Stuffed Cerignola Olives, Wood-Fired Meatballs and Bitter Cocoa Pappardelle with Wild Boar.
It’s how they made it in the old country.