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It's the sort of place that isn't about high-end wine, or fancy glassware—it's a place you go to drink Beaujolais, or Bugey-Cerdon on ice, maybe talk a bit too loud, and eat rillettes. It's perpetually packed and there's an authenticity to the clank of glassware and conviviality of the place that reminds you, as you look out on to a tree-lined Grove Street, that the West Village can often rival the best of what Western Europe has to offer. (...)
But the list's great achievement isn't really about the selections or the adorableness of book (which, by the way, comes courtesy of designer Max Poglia), but how it proves, confidently, that a wine list can be much more than just a list.
From Eater by Talia Baiocchi. |
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Decoding Buvette's Wine Storybook
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