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In the past few years Jay Villani’s Local 188 has transformed from the little Bohemian Dive it was on 188 State Street in the early 2000s, into one of Portland’s hotspots. Much of this is in due part to the chef de cuisine of Local 188, Nicholas Nappi. With a very refined palate, innovative ideas, and a very clear passion for cooking, the menu has been changing, and is now expected to constantly change. Coming from humble beginnings at an Old Country Buffet, Chef Nappi did not attend culinary school but instead learned the basics from an unexpected place. Who knew that Old Country Buffet would teach their staff how to make rouxs, and proper rouxs mind you, as well as other vital skill-sets that any professional chef nowadays need to have!

If you’ve ever been into Local 188 on a busy Friday or Saturday night, there’s really no way you could miss Chef Nappi. He expedites on these evenings, and his voice certainly carries throughout the majority of the dining room and lounge area. Commanding respect in the kitchen, but also incredibly friendly to his back-of-the-house team, Nicholas understands the importance of a strong relationship between back-of-the-house workers. Much like Jay, he also agrees with the notion that education in any kitchen is imperative. I can’t tell you how many times he’s sworn to me, that Thomas Keller’s the French Laundry, taught him so much, and made him think in an entirely different way about the art of cooking. For a chef to be able to take so much from another chef, and not only learn, but apply these skill-sets, is at the very least, impressive. In addition to his openness to new techniques, it would only make sense that Chef Nappi also has been intrigued by the original work done at El Bulli and Alinea. Grant Achatz, is currently providing Chef Nappi with a lot of inspiration, with his sensitive plating techniques, use of sous-vide and emulsions, and his, what some might claim to be, “overly”-conceptual dishes. While the Chef might not be hanging strips of bacon from wires at the moment, he is taking the root of what Grant practices, to heart, while maintaining his own voice. This past August, yes, I know, quite sometime ago, I got the chance to sit down with Nicholas– who also doubles as my superior and mentor– to chat about where his passion stemmed from, his aspirations, and what inspires him in the kitchen.

On that late August day, when I was still working two jobs, we both took a moment out of our busy schedules to dabble in a game of tennis, which, for quite sometime, seemed to be a joke between the two of us. But there we were, in our tennis attire- my whites, and his mismatches, at Deering Oaks, trying to play a good game of tennis. That didn’t happen unfortunately, despite the fact that I had just spent a month being a counselor at a tennis camp in New Hampshire. Chef Nappi was truly aggravated by my lack of finesse and energy that I had brought to the courts those days. So what did we do instead? Well, we sat, and talked, and he smoked a cigarette. It was that day that I learned that his grandfather is by far his biggest role model. He spoke fondly of him, relaying anecdotes, and explaining that it was his grandfather who actually got him into tennis. The subjects definitely flew around, neither of us staying on the same topic for too long. He spoke of his early days at Local, working lunch with the infamous Trent, while maintaining night shifts with Jay and the crew, and a whole other job at a friend’s restaurant, which basically required him to sleep behind the bar in order to work all 4 shifts he had up there. Shortly after those were over, he’d speed down to Portland to make it into Local in time for prep.

Then came the talk about when Jay first let Chef Nappi do the ordering– which, according to Nicholas was quite unexpected. It seems, from what I gathered, and from Nicholas has said, that it was from then on, which he acquired a considerable amount more of responsibility. If you look at what Chef Nappi has accomplished, it’s actually both humbling and impressive. I know you’ve heard the standard rags to riches story, countless times in your day, but come on, Old Country Buffet, to being chef de cuisine at Local 188, without and formal culinary education? It’s impressive, if I do say so myself.

Chef Nappi has a critical eye for plate design, and while it’s true that most chefs possess this trait, it’s especially true for him. He’s quite meticulous about every last detail on plates, from the gels that he used quite recently on a rather delectable razor clam tapas special, to the way his scallops are placed atop of the sour orange aioli, and then adorned by the cute (though he might beg to differ) dehydrated kalamata olives. He’s archived many of the plates that he’s sent out to diners, on his smart-phone, so that he can “keep track” of what he’s done, and what he wants to do. He recognizes that in order for a restaurant to remain interesting, new things need to be developed constantly, whether it involves front or back of the house. Chef Nappi is all about the unexpected, which, I suppose is appropriate of course. It’s clear that Chef Nappi has quite the future ahead of him. Maybe some James Beard noms are in his future? I wouldn’t be surprised.

(look, these guys are having fun…!!)

A few weeks ago, I was delighted to participate in Joe Ricchio and SoPo Wine’s Rocky IV Wine/Beer Dinner at Krista Desjarlais’s Bresca.  Upon hearing mention of it back in September, I devotedly watched all the Rocky films that would air on TV just about every week.  I made a reservation for four, with the hopes that three of my wonderful coworkers would enjoy the film, food, and alcohol, just as much as I hoped to.

Fast forward to a rainy mid-November Wednesday evening at six.  Diners made their way into the quaint, and recently renovated Desjarlais sanctuary and mingled while the first glasses of bubbly were being poured (see specific alcohol notes below each dish description!).  Joe, briefed everyone on the theme of the evening, and introduced the first pour.  Soon there after we, all thirteen of us, sat at our respective tables, and Sylvester Stallone appeared on Joe’s tremendous Mac, which doubles as the screen at all of his wine/movie nights (think back to Clash of the Titans in September).  Thoroughly engrossed in the film, I barely noticed the first plate being dropped at our table.

1:

So Fab Egg
smoked potato, caviar, soft quail egg, creamed ruby chard

NV Ambroise Cremant de Bourgogne, France

A decadent softened quails egg topped with American caviar was a nice and cool way to start off the evening.  Despite the cold serving temperature and it’s slight conflict with the texture of the quail’s egg, I was more than pleased with the dish as a whole.  The caviar added the right amount of saltiness and the potato countered that flavor with it’s smokey flavor.  The creamed ruby chard was the highlight of the dish in my opinion- beautifully soft, slightly warmed, and borderline ambrosial, I couldn’t have imagined a better way to prepare chard.

2:

Tallinn Fish Börd
beet and vodka cured gravlax….rye crisp
smoked sardine….charred levain
scallop……..parsnip curls

Dugges “Hip Hip Hooray” American Pale Ale, Sweden

This course was by far my favorite, and surprisingly too.  Upon receiving any dish that is depicted as a duo or trio, or set of whatever, the diner is prone to be more critical– seeing as there are multiple dishes compiled together.  The fish bord was fantastic however, and there isn’t much else I’d want besides a crappy beer in place of Dugges Hip Hip Hooray– a Miller High Life would have done this dish just as much justice as the beer pairing in this case did.  The smoked sardine proved to be everyone at my tables’ favorite.  The saltiness, and slight chewiness of the sardine was coupled nicely with the crispness of the grilled French levain.  The house cured gravlax was also impressive, and served as a generous portion.  My least favorite aspect of this plate was certainly the scallops.  Without a proper sear, and barely any seasoning, I was a bit let down by the protein.  All of its’ accompaniments were divine however– especially the heirloom tomato compote, which was dyed with squid ink.

3:

Quark Spätzle
caramelized onion, apple, gruyere

2008 Pannonhalmi Apatsagi Rizling, Hungary

This Spaetzle was enchanting to say the very least.  The very definition of comfort food.  I couldn’t imagine a more suitable dish for a rainy November evening besides this one.  Spaetzle can be good or bad- depending largely upon who’s making it.  Krista’s however was decadent.  The quintessential pairing of onion, apple, and gruyere made this dish all the more likable.  Imagine a hearty mac & cheese, with nice chunks of quark (a fresh cheese, that’s right, I said FRESH), apple, and caramelized onion.  You can’t get much better than that, now can you?

4:

Beef Cheek Goulash
creamy corn grits, caraway crisp

2009 Sattler St. Laurent, Austria

Beef cheek- certainly one of my favorite cuts of meat.  Incredibly tender, almost impossible to be butchered (I’m so punny….) the cheek is oftentimes ignored.  I was very pleased to see that Krista recognized how wonderful this cut of beef is, and even more pleased by her showcasing of it.  The flavor was a nice change of pace from the spatzle that we all wolfed down, minutes before.  The sauce, in part quite one-note if you ask me, was broken down by the heaps of fresh yoghurt, or was that creme fraiche, scattered throughout the dish.  The result was great, but you had to make sure to properly mix the sauce and dairy for a more complex flavor.  The corn grits were nice and provided the dish with a southern chili-esque feeling.  The caraway crisp placed on top of the heaping mountain of beef cheek, did the dish justice as well.

5:

The Drago
vanilla soufflé, fruits of the forest, raspberry sorbet, salted burnt ember ice cream

2007 Clos Uroulat Jurancon “Clos Uroulat”

Dessert! The pinnacle of every single meal.  Krista’s specialty.  A diner’s last memory of their refection.  Upon first hearing about the menu, (off of Joe’s facebook, ahem, thanks a lot for that spoiler alert…), I was beyond excited.  BURNT EMBER ICE CREAM…salted.  What?! Krista makes delicious ice cream, her orange blossom and white pepper sorbet has yet to be surpassed by any other flavor in my book.  Souffles, if done properly, are quite delectable. And though I’m not vanilla’s biggest fan, my expectations for this course were indeed, high.  The introduction to the wine was simply kept at, “The nectar of the Gods”– elysian, ambrosial, celestial, sublime– whatever word you might pick, were the immediate implications for the dessert itself.  I was left with mixed feelings.  The ice cream was, to be concise, delicious.  Satiating.  Creamy.  The fresh raspberries, ground-cherries, and blackberries were a nice addition.  The fruit leather, which was formed into a cylinder and placed a-top of  a raspberry sorbet with a lit candle, was innovative, pretty, and quite tasty as well.  The souffle, was the only thing that brought me a few moments of disappointment.  It was partially undercooked, and a bit too cold for my liking, but was made up for by the ice cream.  Smoky, delicate, and purely fantastic, I could have eaten spoonful after spoonful.  It was just that good.

Who cares if we didn’t get fried lamb sweetbreads this time around! The Rocky IV Wine Dinner at Bresca was great in it’s own way.  Everyone enjoyed one another’s company, as well as the food, and Sylvester Stallone’s irrefutably chic wardrobe- hello Hugo Boss sweatshirts.  Next time Joe Ricchio hosts a movie/wine night at Bresca, be sure to get your table fast– two superb wine dinners in a row doesn’t mean there was a coincidence.  It simply shows that Joe knows his wine, and Krista knows her food.

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