Above It All: This NYC Chef Specializes in Rooftop Dinner Parties

Francesco Coli acts as sort of a culinary superhero who makes sky-high house calls

A rooftop BBq at 535 W23rd st.- Aaron Adler for New York Observer
Guests at the Tate in Chelsea celebrate the launch of Rooftop Chef (Photo by Aaron Adler for New York Observer).

One night in early Spring last year, chef Francesco Coli had an epiphany. He and his girlfriend, Meg Siegel, were enjoying a romantic evening on the communal roof deck of the Tate, the Chelsea high-rise where they live. Mr. Coli, 39, was grilling langoustines and razor clams; next to him, a young couple munching on burgers and hot dogs eyed his meal enviously.

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And that’s when it hit him. Sure, rooftop dining was swell—especially at the Tate, which, with its chaise lounges, barbecues, outdoor shower and 360-degree views of the Hudson resembles a cross between Love Boat’s Lido Deck and Melrose Place—but how much better would it be if someone with real culinary know-how was there to cook? Someone who could whip up a professional meal while residents kicked back and took in the views?

Someone, well, like him.

Thus was born Rooftop Chef, a sort of culinary superhero who makes sky-high house calls. “We’ll even bring the grill,” Mr. Colli said.

Rooftop Chef officially launched last month with dinner for 30 atop the Tate. Candles flickered. Wine flowed. The stilettos were out in force: Blahnik, Louboutin, Choo. Guests, including Vanity Fair creative development editor David Friend and Hana Nitsche, the Czech model and on-again-off-again girlfriend of Russell Simmons, sat under a pergola, eating crostini, PEI mussels, red and yellow grape tomato salad. The genial Mr. Coli in pristine chefs’ whites grilled lamb chops and hangar steaks.

“Rooftops are the living room that everyone wishes they had,” said Bill Gillett, an entrepreneur from Dobbs Ferry, N.Y., who was there with his wife, Lyn-Genet Recitas, the best-selling author of The Plan.

Chef Francesco Coli, who specialises in rooftop grilling parties, sets out some mussles in fresh vegetable mignon sauce - Aaron Adler for New York Observer
Chef Francesco Coli, who specializes in rooftop grilling parties, sets out some mussels in fresh vegetable mignon sauce (Photo by Aaron Adler for New York Observer)

“Supermodels and food on a rooftop—less filling, great taste,” said Mr. Friend, a frequent guest at Mr. Coli’s restaurant in Mamaroneck, N.Y., Massa’ Coastal Italian.

Mr. Coli was born in Puglia to a family of foodies. His father, Pasquale, a former chef on Italian ocean liners, opened the first white tablecloth restaurant in the area. The family moved to New York in 1980; after graduating from Pace University in 1998, the younger Mr. Coli considered law school but took a front-of-house job in Manhattan instead. After two years, he and his father started a restaurant in Larchmont, then opened Massa’ Italian Kitchen and Wine Bar, and then Massa’ Coastal Italian, an “ocean-to-table” restaurant. Although he is an institution in Westchester, Rooftop Chef marked his Manhattan debut.

In a separate area of the roof, a 30-something Tate resident who identified himself as Louis sat at a table. “Did you enjoy the food I grilled?” he said to Jim Dzurenda, another Tate dweller. “We had some prime ribs, shell steaks. I come up here every night to watch the sunset.”

When told about Mr. Coli’s nearby event, he smirked. “I shoulda fucking thought of it!” he said, palm smacking his forehead. 

Louis looked momentarily forlorn. But then he brightened. The previous night he had brought a woman back to his apartment, and they had made their way to the roof. “She was into asphyxiation,” he explained. Their liaison has apparently been captured on video surveillance, and the doormen were ribbing him about his conquest that morning. He scanned the crowd. “If these people knew what I was doing last night,” he said, “they’d never want to sit up here.” 

Above It All: This NYC Chef Specializes in Rooftop Dinner Parties