In life, we may find ourselves torn between loyalty and passion… here, I’m exaggerating, but writing of the struggle of staying true to cafés and shops that you frequent, while being drawn to exotic, attractive and unknown places.
Having given plenty of independent Parisian cave à vin a chance, I rely predominantly on two wine merchants in my neighbourhood to maintain a healthy supply of the Elixir of Love. One French, obviously, and the other, Italian. I could consider myself a regular at both, and the comforting familial welcome in a city can take a while to be earned and is worth cherishing.
To summarise Vino Sfuso…
– Bring an empty bottle (or buy one there).
– Pick your wine ‘en vrac’ (I would say ‘in bulk’, but I adopted the charming dictionary translation for the tag-line).
– Get it filled, corked and labelled.
– Brown paper wrapping. Enjoy!
The wines stocked in the metallic vats lining the wall change frequently and are always asked after by my dinner guests. The shop also stocks cheeses, cured meats, conserves and fantastic, smooth, sophisticated Grappa from the Marolo Distillery (highly recommended!).
So, I admit – I’ll continue to flirt with the exciting cavistes this city has to offer, but my heart belongs to you, Vino Sfuso.