In my experience, accidents are life’s opportunity for pure joy. My husband was one fateful dinner reservation. Our daughter was a surprise. And New York City over the past 8 years has been one daily revelation after the next. I don’t think it’s chance that New York draws me from the shadows of Rockefeller Center to the sweet breeze of the Jefferson Market rose garden to sunset with the Statue of Liberty on the Hudson between my morning coffee and my evening glass of wine. That’s just the city, all in a day’s work.
And right after I think I’ve seen it all–when accidents and opportunities seem to occur for others, just not me– when I’m between a meeting in Midtown and Parker play-date in Battery Park, I stumble upon the jewel box wine store, Pasanella & Son Vintners. The floors are meticulously tiled, the vintage Italian sports car, trunk popped, boasts cases of imports and the South Street seaport location promises a good back story. The wine shop has been everything from a brothel (back in the late 1800’s) to a walk-in fish freezer. And now, of course, it’s this mamma’s late afternoon dream.
The store stocks over 400 wines and boasts the most intimate, exquisitely-detailed tasting room in the city. They say it best– “With 13-foot ceilings, exposed beams and bluestone floor, our tasting room opens up to a private garden, creating a warm and comfortable ambience–like being in the wine cellar of your Piedmontese grandfather.”
Ummm… can I join the family?
Three well-priced Pasanella wine finds, courtesy of Ryan Ibsen (the store’s wine director) coming tomorrow!