Though it's obvious to anyone who glances at me that I'm not in it for the wine, yesterday I took up space at Silverlake Wine's Sunday tasting to try a preview of June Restaurant. Let's just say that I'm P-S-Y-C-H-E-D. The talents of Roxana, Dan and Elizabeth are never in question. But the steamed mussels with sofrito, prosciutto topped with rich stewed cherries and roasted almonds, unbelievable shredded rabbit, and walnut bread with honey and a pungent Alsatian cheese (pasteurized, lucky for me), hugely turned up the level of anticipation for the restaurant's opening sometime this fall. If you haven't yet been to the store on a Sunday this month, go before July is here.
But we actually did go for the wines, too, and grabbed the recent releases of Sea Smoke Southing and Ten pinots the second we walked in the door. (Only six bottles of Ten were for sale.) Since experiencing Ten at Sona we've never been able to find it locally because this winemaker pretty much exclusively sells to its list, and average joes are hard-pressed to find bottles available in regular retail locations. The other attraction of the day: we're big fans of Samsara syrah; while their pinot packs a bit more of a punch than I like, we've now got one stashed anyway.
Yes, I did take teeny tiny sips, aided by the super sense of Pregnancy Smell. And even more emphatic yes, I'm eager for the day when I can partake in cracking open some of these bottles and start getting my palate used to wine again.
Regarding June, I at least have the frozen remainders of our brown butter hazelnut gianduia wedding cake, which Roxana made, to look forward to eating for our anniversary in July. A small consolation that should barely tide me over until June's doors on Hillhurst open.