Now that the big plates of Thanksgiving have come and gone, you've reset your sights on small plates...with
big ideas.
So allow us to introduce Sra. Martinez, the new tapas lounge from Michelle Bernstein opening today in the Design District.
Think of Martinez as your new late-night date spot in the gallery zone—it's sexy, clamorous and steeped in Flamenco vibes. (If Salma Hayek opened a place in Miami, it might look like this.) The owners have purged vestiges of the former Domo Japones (we'll miss you, topless Naomi) and given the space a been-here-since-Batista look with aged adobe walls and Spanish posters. For a quick drink and snack, head for the Mexican-tiled bar. And for a big, boozy, not-quick-at-all dinner party, reserve the upstairs communal table, where you and nine friends can survey the scene like so many lords/offensive-coordinators of nightlife.
Now, about those small plates. Bernstein (Michy's) flexes her James Beard-winning culinary muscle with micro-mains like sweetbreads with Romesco sauce, fish cheeks with raisins and bacon-wrapped medjool dates (she had us at "bacon-wrapped"). You'll wash them down with 19th-century classics like a Pimm's Cup, a Manhattan made with Kentucky ham-infused bourbon (how can you not try that?) and last but certainly not least, the bracing Between the Sheets, made with cognac, Benedictine and lemon juice.
Think of it as a fitting prelude to the real thing...
So allow us to introduce Sra. Martinez, the new tapas lounge from Michelle Bernstein opening today in the Design District.
Think of Martinez as your new late-night date spot in the gallery zone—it's sexy, clamorous and steeped in Flamenco vibes. (If Salma Hayek opened a place in Miami, it might look like this.) The owners have purged vestiges of the former Domo Japones (we'll miss you, topless Naomi) and given the space a been-here-since-Batista look with aged adobe walls and Spanish posters. For a quick drink and snack, head for the Mexican-tiled bar. And for a big, boozy, not-quick-at-all dinner party, reserve the upstairs communal table, where you and nine friends can survey the scene like so many lords/offensive-coordinators of nightlife.
Now, about those small plates. Bernstein (Michy's) flexes her James Beard-winning culinary muscle with micro-mains like sweetbreads with Romesco sauce, fish cheeks with raisins and bacon-wrapped medjool dates (she had us at "bacon-wrapped"). You'll wash them down with 19th-century classics like a Pimm's Cup, a Manhattan made with Kentucky ham-infused bourbon (how can you not try that?) and last but certainly not least, the bracing Between the Sheets, made with cognac, Benedictine and lemon juice.
Think of it as a fitting prelude to the real thing...
