Words cannot express my excitement about Trinacria. I wanted to write something special in honor of the big 3-0 (Yelp, not years) and this place is one of my favorites. We've only been shopping there since 2010, but it feels like I've been going there all my life.
The exterior, as others have mentioned, does nothing to encourage a visit. In fact, the first time I came, I almost didn't think I had the right place. But when I jingled the door open, I stepped into another world: the narrow aisles are crammed with authentic Italian delicacies, and they have never steered me wrong.
First come the dry goods. Every conceivable type of pasta, from squid-ink linguinie to whole-wheat penne and tiny nests of angel hair. House-jarred sauce, flavored with everything from olives to hot pepper. Grilled artichoke hearts in oil; myriads of different spice blends; canned sauces and fish (the tuna and sardine filets, packed in oil, are very high quality for the price; I like them as the centerpiece of a salade Nicoise.) Across from them is the cookie counter, where bins of freshly-baked macaroons and biscotti beckon.
At the heart of the store is the deli counter. Here you can find all kinds of imported meats and cheeses, the makings of the best sandwiches imaginable -- and oh, they make those too. Smoked turkey and roasted red peppers smothered in melted provolone, oozing out of a crusty panini? Out of this world. Fresh mozzarella and proscuitto on foccacia with pesto? Be still, my heart! There are also cold salads and pickles, olive blends and more desserts (black-bottoms, brownies) from which to choose.
Further back you'll find the fresh bread shelves, which are restocked several times a day with gorgeous, fragrant loaves. The olive bread is chock full of whole kalamatas; the proscuitto bread has sheets of proscuitto and chunks of asiago cheese baked right in. Around them are stacked cases and cases of inexpensive, quality wine -- even the $3 sale bottles are decent, especially for making punch or sangria, and the $10 bottles are quite good.
In the very back are the refrigerated cases, where you can pick up muffaletta relish (that's chopped olives and peppers, for the uninitiated) and cold drinks and softball-sized orbs of smoked provolone cheese that have been cut from the rafters, where you can spot them aging. In the freezers you'll find frozen Italian entrees of the highest quality: uncooked ravioli, heat-and-serve ziti and eggplant Parmesan. Along the back wall are Italian coffees, sodas and syrups; the San Pellegrino orange and lemon sodas are my secret weapons for mixing cocktails, but since we're friends I don't mind letting you in on it.
Behind the counter and in the aisles, the employees are fun-loving, knowledgeable and always ready with a sarcastic comeback. They'll tell you how to cook with pancetta and how to dance the foxtrot (only a slight exaggeration here.)
Bonus: ask for a loyalty card, which they'll ring through every time you make a purchase. When you spend $200, you get a $10 credit -- not much, hey, when have the big-box grocery stores ever done that?
Cautions: parking can be tricky, so be prepared to pull into the alleyway (don't bring your Benz) and / or circle the block. Try to come in the morning or late afternoon to avoid the crowds of hungry lunchers. Bring shopping bags, or you may have to resourcefully redistribute bottles of wine to score an empty box. And come when you have plenty of time to wander and ask questions. This is how you'll make friends and feed your growing addiction to all things Italian! read more