Famous things the Italians have given us:
Early Renaissance art. Mozzarella cheese. Stallone.
And now, the tiramisu superstore.
Introducing Dolce Vizio, a West Village sweetshop shrine that holds within its walls enough espresso-soaked ladyfingers to feed a small army, opening Saturday.
Make no mistake: what you’re dealing with here is quite literally the most concentrated collection of tiramisu available anywhere outside of Milan. You see, all this sliver of a storefront does is bake, beat and fill little clear bowls with alternating layers of soft biscuits, mascarpone cheese and sifted cocoa powder. The recipes: straight from the Old Country. The flavors: Nutella, limoncello, orange espresso or anything else they might have lying around the kitchen.
Now that you have direct access to the mother lode of made-daily tiramisu, it’s important that you exercise some measure of restraint. Ideally, you’ll want to limit reps at this red, white and wood Italian café to those precious mid-date interludes that require something with a little more panache than frozen yogurt. A caffeinated curveball to bridge the gap from dinner to drinks.
And if you can’t find a suitable flavor option on the menu to meet your exceedingly high tiramisu standards, you can always commission a proprietary batch of the stuff to be built from scratch.
And thus, the “streuselmisu” was born.
Early Renaissance art. Mozzarella cheese. Stallone.
And now, the tiramisu superstore.
Introducing Dolce Vizio, a West Village sweetshop shrine that holds within its walls enough espresso-soaked ladyfingers to feed a small army, opening Saturday.
Make no mistake: what you’re dealing with here is quite literally the most concentrated collection of tiramisu available anywhere outside of Milan. You see, all this sliver of a storefront does is bake, beat and fill little clear bowls with alternating layers of soft biscuits, mascarpone cheese and sifted cocoa powder. The recipes: straight from the Old Country. The flavors: Nutella, limoncello, orange espresso or anything else they might have lying around the kitchen.
Now that you have direct access to the mother lode of made-daily tiramisu, it’s important that you exercise some measure of restraint. Ideally, you’ll want to limit reps at this red, white and wood Italian café to those precious mid-date interludes that require something with a little more panache than frozen yogurt. A caffeinated curveball to bridge the gap from dinner to drinks.
And if you can’t find a suitable flavor option on the menu to meet your exceedingly high tiramisu standards, you can always commission a proprietary batch of the stuff to be built from scratch.
And thus, the “streuselmisu” was born.