Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Restaurant Wednesday: Logan Circle Edition
My friends know that I often refer to 14th Street as "My Strip." They also know that I'm referring only to the stretch between U and P Northwest, but oh, what a wonderful stretch it is.
Today I'm highlighting Posto, a smart Italian restaurant that happens to sit right on said strip. Posto is just north of P, on the east side of 14th. You could easily walk by and not notice it. The exterior is all white and pale green and it kind of blends into the block. I'm not sure if they get many "Oh, let's go to that flashy place!" customers because of this fact, but they seem to do pretty well nonetheless.
I'd heard about Posto from friends--an often far better source than any formal review. They had gone for dinner and given a good report. Excellent service. Well-executed specials. Worth going back.
As it happens, my friends were pretty dead-on in their review. I went a couple of weeks ago for dinner and came away with that warm feeling good restaurants tend to produce. You may have to wait for a table--especially if you plan to eat after 6 pm--so do yourself a huge favor and take a seat at the bar and relax. If you're lucky, Sherman will be working and he'll talk your ear off but in a good way.
The menu at Posto is essentially broken into reasonably priced cheeses and antipasti, salads and light seafood dishes, pastas, pizzas, and heartier proteins. This provides an opportunity to structure the size and scope of your meal, but if you're like me, it also presents a challenging exercise in restraint. I wanted one of everything. But I settled on the grilled octopus salad with potatoes and chickpeas to start. That turned out to be a good idea. The octopus was charred on the outside but tender within. That's the main success of the dish, in my opinion, but it also had a perfectly balanced vinaigrette and the frisee was not too hard to untangle.
When your waiter comes by to talk about specials, pay close attention. The night I was there, it was pan-roasted chicken stuffed with mushrooms and sausage and napped with black olive sauce. I'm sorry, but does that not sound almost too good to be true? The dish could easily have arrived dry and salty, but it was moist and carefully seasoned. The creamy bed of mashed potatoes underneath didn't last long under my fork's invasion--they were so full of butter and just lumpy enough. YUMMY.
This was my first and only trip to Posto. I'll need to go back for further reporting, but this is what Restaurant Wednesdays are all about: Find a place you like, give us a couple of reasons (and dishes) why, and hope people will go there. When you head over to Posto, tell Sherman I said hi, ok?
Photo from Posto's website
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