We cook what the bay gives us, and stop when it’s gone.
Osteria Vela opened in 2014 in a net loft on the Monterey waterfront, where Sicilian and Ligurian crews once mended sardine nets between seasons. Chef Lucia Ferraro grew up above her father’s fish stall in Camogli, on the Ligurian coast, and she cooks the way that town eats: quickly, simply, with more lemon than you’d expect.
Every morning she meets the boats at Wharf II and buys standing on the dock. The carta is written by two and printed on the old press in the back. By four, Teresa has rolled the pasta. When the fish runs out, it comes off the menu, and nobody here apologizes for that.
Lucia Ferraro, chef and owner
La giornata
A day at Vela, by the clock
The boats tie up
The Stella Maris and the Nina B. come in to Wharf II. Lucia picks the fish on the dock.
Breaking down
Bones go into the brodo, ink into the risotto, the cheeks to whoever is working the pass.
The carta is printed
Set by hand on a 1962 Vandercook in the back room. Forty copies, never more.
Pasta at the marble
Teresa rolls trofie, cuts spaghetti and pinches ravioli at the long marble table.
Doors open
The four window tables go to whoever walks in first. Nobody can book them.