The West Village is known for adorable mom-and-pop shops and magical townhomes. When the Bitches were invited in to have their taste of St Tropez Wine Bar’s newly launched brunch, I just knew I was going to be in for a treat.
I dragged my boyfriend along to the incredibly cute neighborhood for an all-day West Village affair. We popped into a puppy boutique and my favorite bakery around the corner on our stroll to brunch at St Tropez.
Not that we were surprised, but we were pleased to find that our destination was a cute quiet cafe on a residential block filled with friendly staff and warm decor.
Upon entering, we decided to sit at the bar along the window both for amazing light and prime people watching. We looked over the drinks list and settled on a Bloody Mary for him and a bellini for myself. St Tropez is a true wine bar in that all of its cocktails (yes, even the Bloody) are made with wines, not liquor. My beau was skeptical, to say the least.
The Bloody Mary was both pungent and flavorful with its evident addition of Worcestershire sauce and Tabasco. I found my bellini to be quite the opposite—sweet and refreshing—but just as tasty.
St Tropez offers a variety of starters and small plates on their brunch menu. Several tables surrounding us decided just to split several of these dishes, the most popular being the mushroom flatbread. In the mood for something a little lighter, we opted for the Pieuvre Grillée, an octopus dish we’d seen on the restaurant’s Instagram.
The combination of tomato flavor from the sauce, fingerling potato texture, and grilled octopus was divine, and the serving was the perfect portion for us still to enjoy our entrees.
I was so torn on which entree to choose, so we opted for some assistance from our waitress. My dish of choice ended up being the Eggs Benedict, or Oeufs Benedictines, with ratatouille. The eggs were served perfectly poached, and the creative Hollandaise and ratatouille were great touches. My only complaint was that the English muffin tasted like a typical store-bought muffin.
On the contrary, the bread served with my boyfriend’s entree was to die for. Atop this thick slice of heaven, I mean brioche, sat layered wild salmon cured in aquavit and Guérande salt, a schmear of herb cream, capers, and lemon rind. Every flavor meshed incredibly with the others, making for a delightful entree served with greens to the side.
Large groups and wandering couples began to pour in as our meal went on. Each and every guest was smiling and laughing while enjoying fresh, flavorful bites.
The Bitches say: A. Take an escape to the French Riviera without leaving NYC by brunching at St Tropez Wine Bar. Delicious small plates and a mile-long wine list will keep you coming back to this quaint West Village outpost.
St Tropez Wine Bar serves brunch on Saturdays and Sundays from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m.