This beef tartare with bagnetto verde was not one of her recommendations, but was the only thing that we ordered that wasn’t on her list. So one of my favorite things to do is ask our server for their favorites and their recommendations. I am fairly terrible when it comes to ordering food.
I had a house-made ginger beer which was tart yet delightful. I would have been passed out on the floor if I drank one of these. M ordered the Geisha cocktail, a freakishly strong mix of La Colombe Different Drum Rum, orange, and an actual little rose. The place was fairly packed though, with a heavy happy hour crowd from the companies next door, but we luckily got a table. It was fairly early, and because it was an impromptu decision, we didn’t have a reservation. It was truly bizarre going into the Navy Yard, after hours, without needing special employee access. There is a little parking lot, but also plenty of parking on the street. For those of you unfamiliar with the Navy Yard, Lo Spiedo is right where the front entrance is, just on the left. So we hopped in the car and headed down good ‘ol Broad St. Funny thing is, she was thinking the same thing. So when M asked to go out to dinner on a random weeknight, I suggested it on a whim. I’d been wanting to go to Lo Spiedo for awhile, but I couldn’t conceive of dragging the husband there.
And now here we are, a Navy Yard that has a Marc Vetri restaurant. Then the new buildings came and the pharmaceutical companies followed. Sure, people work there, but the height of dining at the Navy Yard was going to the cafeteria at Urban Outfitters, or the occasional food truck day here and there. But to me, the Navy Yard was where my husband used to work. Not because I don’t think that it’s a place in the city with great potential, because it actually has unlimited potential to be a destination spot for visitors and residents.
If you had told me a few years ago that there would be fine dining at the Navy Yard, I would have scoffed at you.
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