When couples meet at school, it's usually the same boring story of guy meets girl, girl writes newspaper expose on guy, and guy is forced to throw parties to prove how serious he is. For food even sweeter than that irony, check out eVe
eVe's an upscale-casual, 28-seat grubbery from an ex-Blue Door (Miami) chef and his pastry guru wife, who first locked eyes at Le Cordon Bleu; the joint's done up stylishly mod, with polished concrete two-tops, linen drum-like chandeliers, and tile floors, while the all-over-the-place vittles borrow flavor from "Latin America, Europe, and Asia", so you know exactly what to expect. Opt for a la carte or affordable 3/5/7 course prix fixes that start with the likes of sauteed squid risotto with yuzu and togarashi chili spice, sunchoke soup with goat cheese/hazelnuts/taragon, and braised pork belly with fennel, sliced apple, chicharrones, and gingerbread, as long as you can live with eating some poor, defenseless, cannibal witch out of house and home. Fuller fare's just as far-flung, ranging from seared halibut flanked by flageolet beans, endive, and prosciutto; to cappelletti with pumpkin seed, butternut squash, and ricotta; to corned beef with Brussel sprouts, horseradish, and mustard -- a staple in Irelargentibet, among other EurLatsian countries.
The wine list's not set in stone as the liquor license is in the mail as we speak, but expect their global draw to be value-driven, meaning you can afford enough to happily get Wilder.