In 2015, Lucia Marchetti began inviting neighbors to Sunday supper in her W 10th Street walk-up. There were twelve chairs, two borrowed tables, and usually one more person than she’d planned for. Her Sicilian grandmother Nunzia’s recipe notebook did most of the menu planning.
By October 2019, those Sunday dinners had become Lucia’s Kitchen. Lucia found a small storefront on the same street and opened it with chef Salvo Rizzo, a friend from the supper-club days. The first menu was short: focaccia, a few pastas, something from the oven, and Nunzia’s cannoli.
Salvo grew up in Palermo. He rolls the pasta each afternoon and puts the wild boar ragù on early enough to let it take its time. Lucia looks after the room, keeps the wine list close, and still asks who wants the last piece of bread.
A little of the old apartment
The framed supper-club list by the door came with us. The lemon-tree mural along the back wall was painted by a neighbor over two quiet Mondays. Nunzia’s notebook stays in the kitchen, its cannoli page held together with a strip of tape.
On Sundays we open at four. Families come early, friends tend to linger, and there’s usually a discussion about whether one more plate of pasta is enough. It almost always is. Order it anyway.
Started the W 10th Street suppers in 2015. Usually by the door, sometimes carrying a stack of plates.
From Palermo to the Village. In the kitchen since opening night, with a soft spot for Sunday lasagna.
For a birthday supper, a private dinner, or a party of seven or more, call 332 267 8701 or write to hello@luciaskitchennyc.com. Tell Lucia what you have in mind; we’ll work out the food together.