To surprise New Yorkers who have tasted it all, sometimes it takes a leap of faith—and a trip to Staten Island—to experience a meal that warms the belly and the soul. At Enoteca Maria, six women chefs (five of whom are also full time grandmas) from different regions of Italy take turns firing up the stove. What’s for dinner? Depends on who’s cooking and which ingredients nonna finds in the fridge. Goodbye, Predictability. Hello, Iron Chef: Italian Grandma.
 
  Considering the glut of dining options easily accessible by foot, I was reluctant to cross a whole bay for my supper. But everyone loves an underdog (even if it is in Staten Island), so I boarded the ferry en route to St. George one balmy Saturday evening. The ferry trip was free and fast—I’ve spent 25 minutes in worse places, i.e. underground—and as the boat sped past the Statue of Liberty with the city as its backdrop, I realized this angle of New York is one that natives rarely see. I felt a flutter of pride that this skyline was mine.
Considering the glut of dining options easily accessible by foot, I was reluctant to cross a whole bay for my supper. But everyone loves an underdog (even if it is in Staten Island), so I boarded the ferry en route to St. George one balmy Saturday evening. The ferry trip was free and fast—I’ve spent 25 minutes in worse places, i.e. underground—and as the boat sped past the Statue of Liberty with the city as its backdrop, I realized this angle of New York is one that natives rarely see. I felt a flutter of pride that this skyline was mine.
It took five minutes to walk from the ferry terminal to Enoteca Maria’s glass storefront, where co-owner Joe Scaravella warmly welcomed my party of six.
 Contrasting exposed brick walls with white marble tabletops, the restaurant’s narrow interior feels simultaneously cozy and utilitarian. Above the front wine cabinet, a display of decanters and cafetières mingle with a vintage portrait of Joe’s mom as a teenager. When asked what distinguishes his eatery from the rest, he says, “We give credit where credit is due,” pointing to the photo of the namesake matron, which is why when he looks for chefs, he hires housewives—those who cook for family, rather than for fame or fortune.
Contrasting exposed brick walls with white marble tabletops, the restaurant’s narrow interior feels simultaneously cozy and utilitarian. Above the front wine cabinet, a display of decanters and cafetières mingle with a vintage portrait of Joe’s mom as a teenager. When asked what distinguishes his eatery from the rest, he says, “We give credit where credit is due,” pointing to the photo of the namesake matron, which is why when he looks for chefs, he hires housewives—those who cook for family, rather than for fame or fortune.
While devoid of airs, Joe’s baby is buoyed by pride and a sincere, easygoing staff. Everyone has a different favorite chef. One loyal diner recommended the manicotti with marinara sauce by chef Teresa while Vanessa Mauna, our waitress, likes chef Adelena, who distinguishes herself with homemade sauces and is “always in a good mood.” However, with a rotating roster of cooks, the menu changes daily so no two meals are ever exactly alike.
For libations, Joe’s individual descriptions put a personal touch to the mid-priced all-Italian list. But like a parent asked to pick his favorite kid, he was vague, remarking “everything on the list is good,” which left my sommelier friend Clare with a vast list of vinos and no recommendation.
 Dinner was not the orchestrated experience one would expect at, say, a Manhattan address. At one point, Carmelina, the nonna-chef of the evening, ambled over with a gravy boat; she forgot the sauce for our risotto. But so what? You don’t go all the way to Staten Island for a demonstration in restaurant etiquette. You go because, at Enoteca Maria, it’s momma’s cooking. Every night.
Dinner was not the orchestrated experience one would expect at, say, a Manhattan address. At one point, Carmelina, the nonna-chef of the evening, ambled over with a gravy boat; she forgot the sauce for our risotto. But so what? You don’t go all the way to Staten Island for a demonstration in restaurant etiquette. You go because, at Enoteca Maria, it’s momma’s cooking. Every night.
How to get there: Take the 1, R or W train to Whitehall Street-South Ferry. Enjoy a free 25-minute ride across New York Harbor aboard the Staten Island Ferry. From the Staten Island Ferry Terminal, cross Bay Street and walk up the steps of Borough Hall onto Hyatt Street. Enoteca Maria is next to the St. George Theatre. It is a five-minute walk from the ferry terminal to restaurant.
(Enoteca Maria, 27 Hyatt St., Staten Island, 718.447.2777, enotecamaria.com) Open Wednesday through Sunday, 3pm – 11pm.
Photos: Courtesy of Glen DiCrocco
 
 
 Sarah Knapp is a Brooklyn based entrepreneur whose love for the outdoors and community building led her to the October 2013 creation of OutdoorFest. She has a BA in History, is a Wilderness First Responder and a NY state hiking, camp and boating guide. Her proudest achievement to date is reading the Aeneid in Latin.
Sarah Knapp is a Brooklyn based entrepreneur whose love for the outdoors and community building led her to the October 2013 creation of OutdoorFest. She has a BA in History, is a Wilderness First Responder and a NY state hiking, camp and boating guide. Her proudest achievement to date is reading the Aeneid in Latin.  Allison was one of our first top writers and Chief Editor but is no longer working with offMetro. Allison is a native New Yorker, who has lived in Rome, Tuscany, Melbourne, Toronto and Los Angeles. She frequently contributed travel pieces to Family Travel Forum, using her own children as guinea pigs as they travel the globe. She never missed a chance to sample local delicacies, as her love for travel goes hand-in-hand with her love for food and wine.
Allison was one of our first top writers and Chief Editor but is no longer working with offMetro. Allison is a native New Yorker, who has lived in Rome, Tuscany, Melbourne, Toronto and Los Angeles. She frequently contributed travel pieces to Family Travel Forum, using her own children as guinea pigs as they travel the globe. She never missed a chance to sample local delicacies, as her love for travel goes hand-in-hand with her love for food and wine.  Josh Laskin is a freelance travel writer and photographer based in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. When he is not at work or on the road, you can find him in the mountains snowboarding, climbing, hiking, fly fishing, mountain biking, and eating bagel bites.
Josh Laskin is a freelance travel writer and photographer based in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. When he is not at work or on the road, you can find him in the mountains snowboarding, climbing, hiking, fly fishing, mountain biking, and eating bagel bites. Annie is a travel writer, environmentalist, and surfer based in Venice, CA. She heads up our West Coast team, keeps our grammatical errors in check, and makes sure our California writers always have a plan for their next adventure. Follow Annie’s travels @annelisemcb.
Annie is a travel writer, environmentalist, and surfer based in Venice, CA. She heads up our West Coast team, keeps our grammatical errors in check, and makes sure our California writers always have a plan for their next adventure. Follow Annie’s travels @annelisemcb. Carly Pifer is a freelance writer who has been known to follow whims inspired by romantic movie scenes or colorful street style shots to India, Japan, Tunisia and Argentina. After stints living in Seoul, Boston, Paris and Los Angeles, writing and searching for something intangible, she landed somewhat steadily in Brooklyn and has begun to find inspiration in her more immediate surroundings.
Carly Pifer is a freelance writer who has been known to follow whims inspired by romantic movie scenes or colorful street style shots to India, Japan, Tunisia and Argentina. After stints living in Seoul, Boston, Paris and Los Angeles, writing and searching for something intangible, she landed somewhat steadily in Brooklyn and has begun to find inspiration in her more immediate surroundings.  Kate E. O’Hara is a New York based freelance writer and photographer who loves all things food—especially the people who make it and market it. Her writing aims to capture the essence of the food experience; the stories that go well beyond a plate of ingredients. In addition to her love of food, Kate is also known to have a hankering for red wine and craft beer. You can also find Kate on Instagram
Kate E. O’Hara is a New York based freelance writer and photographer who loves all things food—especially the people who make it and market it. Her writing aims to capture the essence of the food experience; the stories that go well beyond a plate of ingredients. In addition to her love of food, Kate is also known to have a hankering for red wine and craft beer. You can also find Kate on Instagram