Enoteca means wine bar, and Dolce Vita is doing an excellent job of combining the two concepts. The restaurant, which is located in the former Marrakesh location, is on two floors. The downstairs area, with its double-sided bar and row of tables overlooking the pizza oven, is turning into one of the hottest see-and-be-seen spots in the city for the black-T-shirt-and-blue-jean set. Upstairs, a funky maze of dining rooms with parquet floors and faux-wood-grain-painted walls offers lots of quiet corners for intimate conversation.
The menu features a short list of pastas, lots of antipasti items, 12 pizzas and the nightly specials. The pizzas seem to be by far the most popular items. I've tried three of the topping combinations so far, and I like the classic margherita, with tomato, basil and bufala mozzarella best. I can't wait to eat one of these in May with some vine-ripened tomatoes on it.
The taleggio pizza is topped with some truly stinky cheese and then garnished with fresh raw arugula, pear slivers and truffle oil. It's like a salad on a pizza. I loved it, but the aroma of the slightly ammoniated cheese seriously grossed out my dining companion.
I was a little disappointed with the crumbly sausage on the salsiccia e friarielli (broccoli rabe) pizza. The pizza was surprisingly good, but I was hoping for some fennel sausage slices like you get on a sausage pizza at a New Jersey pizzeria. I had to adjust my expectations, because Dolce Vita is not making American pizzas.
Dolce Vita is owned by Marco Wiles, the chef/owner of Houston's best Italian restaurant, Da Marco. Wiles says that Dolce Vita is a tribute to authentic Italian pizzerias. Heating up a brick oven takes a long time, which is why the great pizzerias in Italy are only open in the evening. Dolce Vita is following their lead, so forget about grabbing a pizza for lunch.
The pizzerias that are open at lunchtime in Italy tend to be the ones with modern stainless-steel pizza ovens. I had lunch at one such pizzeria in Bologna last month. Two of us tried to share a pie, but the waitress insisted they were individual-size pizzas. So we were more or less forced to order two pizzas. The combinations all had names, and there was no "pick your own ingredients" option.
I got one with ham and anchovies, and while the flavors were wonderful, I wasn't all that impressed with the crust. It was soggy in the middle. The pies came to the table on a steel pizza pan, uncut. Italians don't eat pizza with their hands, they use a knife and fork. So we did too (when in Bologna...). And when we were full, we each had half a pizza left. There were no to-go boxes either.
At Dolce Vita, you have to get used to some of these irritating Italian customs. There is only one small size of pizza which comes to your table uncut. You can eat it with a knife and fork, cut it into wedges and then pick it up with your hands, or send it back and tell the kitchen to cut it for you. At least they will pack up your unfinished pizza to go.
There are some traditional Italian pizzas, like the aforementioned margherita; the marinara with nothing but tomato, garlic and oregano; and the romana with cherry tomatoes, mozzarella and anchovies. And then there are some combinations of ingredients that are inspired, yet bizarre. How about leeks and pancetta with cheese, or tomato, shaved fennel and bottarga (dried fish roe), or albacore, tomato, red onion and chiles? The Italian option of getting an egg on top is also offered.
For antipasti, the restaurant offers separate sections of vegetables, meats, fish and salads. On my first visit, I tried roasted Sicilian cauliflower, a bowl of the vegetables tossed with chopped raisins and parsley in a light dressing. It was one of the most interesting cauliflower preparations I've ever seen. And then I had sauteed mushrooms with mint served in a bowl lined with ricotta rosa, a kind of premium ricotta often used in pastries -- another stunning combination of flavors.
On another visit, I tried shaved Brussels sprouts in a coleslaw-like salad with pecorino cheese, an awesome combination. Roasted beets with horseradish and walnuts was a hearty winter salad, served in a simple white bowl. At some point, I had to ask myself: How does this guy do it? Where does Marco Wiles come up with unique food ideas like this?
