
Named for the coast we grew up on
Barranco is the seaside district of Lima where our family spent its Sundays — cevicherías by the water, pisco at dusk, the smell of anticuchos on the corner. We brought that table to the Connecticut shoreline.
The fish comes in fresh, the curry pastes and ají sauces are made from scratch, and the door's open to everyone — a quick ceviche at the bar or the whole long lunch.
— The Ramírez family



