As we head into the weekend I think back to where I was last Sunday, a sweet little spot that’s been around forever but is clearly loved just the right amount.
Epistrophy on Mott is an Italian-ish cafe/wine bar named after a Thelonious Monk/Kenny Clark jazz standard. Sundays are especially charming, when a lively jazz band sets the mood. We sat by large windows that opened onto outdoor tables and wished our lives were Midnight in Paris.
Comfy and rustic, Epistrophy feels lived in—but you won’t be grossed out. The table bread has the consistency of cupcakes.The wine list is reasonable ($25 carafes, $18 house carafes!). Small-ish plates. Low lighting. Some hipsters. Cash only. I went with friends but it would make a good date spot. Or you could just sit at the bar and get lost in the music. Although it would help if you had a few tats. And a backless, bra-less unitard.
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