DOC is such a lovely space, I often forget to pay attention to my date because I’m so smitten with the alluring little dining room. Once you’re able to focus on dinner, test your future/current mate’s culinary savvy by making him/her interpret the cryptically written dish descriptions. If he/she in turn tries to test your wine mettle by making you choose the bottle, just smile smugly and pick the first thing you see, because this beautifully constructed Italian-only wine list is pretty foolproof. Hold hands over digestifs and feed each other bites of cherry almond crostata, DOC is the sort of place that calls for that kind of behavior. Just don’t make out in the bathroom, for the door is right smack in the center of the dining room and if you’ve had too many Negronis and forgot to lock it behind you, nobody will find it very romantic when you and your lipstick-smeared date and your exposed Spanx are revealed in all their glory.
