Ambrosia is the food of the gods? F*ck Ambrosia.
I fell off the wagon and I fell off it hard, my sweets, but every ounce of pain and heartache I will feel in the morning is soooooo worth it. My friend took me out tonight in payment for babysitting her daughter.
Dolce Vita, the name of the place, and it was! Ah, the sweet life, folks, started out with potatoes arrabiata as an appetizer. OMG, if I thought that the Heidelberg or the Red Lion had good potatoes, I was corrected tonight. My friend ordered roasted cauliflower, which she said was delicious, but I didn't try it. Vinegar will forever be nixed from my diet; plus, I hate cauliflower.
Also had a Sicilian wine. I forgot the name and the type of grape. Sorry, I was enrapt in tubers at the moment. It wasn't a typical wine style anyway and had three Italian names to remember. My friend got a fruity white wine that started with an F. Falagheri or something like that.
Then it was time for some pizza. Yeast and cheese are no nos, you know. Well, they have about 16 different types of pizza. I ordered the melanzane (Eggplant, parmesean, and mozz). Scraped off the cheese (which didn't taste right to me anymore anyway) and didn't even miss it. The eggplant was like eating dessert, perfectly cooked and salted--no bitterness. A nice, thin crust like Mama Fazio used to make. [Sigh, if only Edgy had an Italian aunt or something. I miss the food from Samiutzo's family].
Did I stop there? Hell no! Ordered espresso, which came in a square demitasse (I love square cups) and a little pistachio biscotti. Then ended with gelato. I LOVE GELATO. I think Glinda even has a picture of me with gelato spoons in my mouth. This, though, was the 2nd best gelato I've ever had (Vivoli in Florence being the best--ah god, the melone). Three baby scoops of whatever flavors you want in a sundae glass with whipped cream and a canoli shell on top. We ordered pistachio, white chocolate mint, and dark 55% chocolate. Pistachio was fantastic. I was torn between it and the nocciola, but nocciola always reminds me of weddings and baby showers. Plus, it was the perfect color green. I love green food. The white chocolate mint was made with real mint leaves. It honestly reminded me of summers on my grandma's porch chewing on the mint leaves in her yard. The chocolate, though, made both of us say HOLY SHIT at the same time. I don't think I've ever had chocolate gelato so good. I don't even like chocolate gelato, actually. She picked that one, but damn, it was a good choice. Combination of the three together on a spoon with a hint of real whipped cream--PRICELESS!
Ah, la dolce vita!
Dolce Vita, the name of the place, and it was! Ah, the sweet life, folks, started out with potatoes arrabiata as an appetizer. OMG, if I thought that the Heidelberg or the Red Lion had good potatoes, I was corrected tonight. My friend ordered roasted cauliflower, which she said was delicious, but I didn't try it. Vinegar will forever be nixed from my diet; plus, I hate cauliflower.
Also had a Sicilian wine. I forgot the name and the type of grape. Sorry, I was enrapt in tubers at the moment. It wasn't a typical wine style anyway and had three Italian names to remember. My friend got a fruity white wine that started with an F. Falagheri or something like that.
Then it was time for some pizza. Yeast and cheese are no nos, you know. Well, they have about 16 different types of pizza. I ordered the melanzane (Eggplant, parmesean, and mozz). Scraped off the cheese (which didn't taste right to me anymore anyway) and didn't even miss it. The eggplant was like eating dessert, perfectly cooked and salted--no bitterness. A nice, thin crust like Mama Fazio used to make. [Sigh, if only Edgy had an Italian aunt or something. I miss the food from Samiutzo's family].
Did I stop there? Hell no! Ordered espresso, which came in a square demitasse (I love square cups) and a little pistachio biscotti. Then ended with gelato. I LOVE GELATO. I think Glinda even has a picture of me with gelato spoons in my mouth. This, though, was the 2nd best gelato I've ever had (Vivoli in Florence being the best--ah god, the melone). Three baby scoops of whatever flavors you want in a sundae glass with whipped cream and a canoli shell on top. We ordered pistachio, white chocolate mint, and dark 55% chocolate. Pistachio was fantastic. I was torn between it and the nocciola, but nocciola always reminds me of weddings and baby showers. Plus, it was the perfect color green. I love green food. The white chocolate mint was made with real mint leaves. It honestly reminded me of summers on my grandma's porch chewing on the mint leaves in her yard. The chocolate, though, made both of us say HOLY SHIT at the same time. I don't think I've ever had chocolate gelato so good. I don't even like chocolate gelato, actually. She picked that one, but damn, it was a good choice. Combination of the three together on a spoon with a hint of real whipped cream--PRICELESS!
Ah, la dolce vita!
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