my favorite italian restaurant
seppo and i met max, lynn, and colin for dinner last night at a restaurant near max & lynn’s house. it’s the second time i’ve been there, and i was impressed enough last night to declare that it’s my favorite italian place. and boy, do i love italian. i admit it’s not really traditional italian, so purists may not like it.
i had a fall vegetable soup (shared with seppo), followed by a tagliolini something or another that was… i mean, the flavor was indescribeably good. and let me say, i’ve had some damn good pasta in the past. homemade stuff, out of the kitchen of a friend’s elderly grandma from the “old country” with sauce that’s been simmering all day, that kind of good. it had some bacon and some tomato (cooked up into a very small amount of thick sauce) and maybe mushrooms, with some cheese, and a touch of stewed? jalapenos, just enough to let you know there was something different, but not enough for you to notice it was spicy in any way. i know, weird. but it was just so incredible.
seppo had a chicken dish, which was quite tasty, but nothing to daydream about. but the potatoes that came with them! i had never had such delicate, fluffy, creamy, yet crispy potatoes in my life. i mean, i know this entire post is going to sound like a huge exaggeration because of the extreme adjectives i keep using, but i really can’t describe it any other way. i had never tasted potatoes that tasted so great while tasting exactly like potatoes (and not dressed up so much that you don’t even really taste the potato, because it’s just the carrier for the other flavors). man, they reminded me of the best gnocchi i ever had. heh.
anyway, the dinner was great. the company was good, the ambience was just the right — quiet enough to chat, but loud enough that you don’t feel like you are breaking some sacred silence, the waitstaff was very professional yet friendly without being intrusive or snooty in any way, the decor is elegant yet cozy, and the lighting made everyone look gorgeous. 😀
and the cost? $25/person including a 20% tip. i was shocked both times. for the food and ambience and service, i would have expected to pay easily 2-4 times that before tip, even without alcohol. bay wolf is well-celebrated as second only to alice waters’ chez panisse in the area (french laundry is too far to consider local for me), but this small, unassuming restaurant totally blows it out of the water for me. yes, i know they are in different categories, but whoever heard of aperto?
i’ve had their chocolate souffle before, and i thought about it for two solid weeks afterwards.
eta: i’ve eaten at Oliveto’s before, which was FAR more expensive and much more highly rated, but eating there never shocked with how good things tasted. last night, when i took the first bite of my entree, i made that stupid phony-looking face that people make when tv chefs make them taste something that’s supposed to taste fantastic, except it was for real: a combo of stupefaction and delight. i may even have gasped. heh.
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