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Um.

So, this is a review of an Italian restaurant in South Korea.

When I go to Italy, I will review a sushi place, ok?

The pasta was cooked very well. My companion has the Pollo Olio – garlic and olive oil over spaghettini – he loved it!

I had shrimps in pomodori sauce over spagetti.Shirmps were perfectly done, pasta nicely cooked. A little too much sauce for my taste and I think the sauce was a bit thick and a bit on the spicy side for a pomodori.  Spice-wise it was almost a puttanesca, although without the salt.

The sauce of my dish almost drown my pasta. Can’t remember the last time I was so concerned about splashing sauce!

The real thing of beauty was the interior of the restaurant. The floor and walls were done in a plank wood that had a distressed/reclaimed look to it. Gave the place this lovely intimate feel that was very organic. The furniture was comfy and understated, very intimate feeling.

The price was incredible – 18.50$ CAD for the two of us.

Enjoyable. But I’m still going to thing twice about going to eat at any more non-Korean places… 

As a note – both pomodori and puttanesca appear as spelling mistakes. I have to get on the WordPress Dictionary Team, I would add some words I know…

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Terroni – Toronto, Adelaide Street location, Southern Italian.

“You like Italian, so I thought I would take you to one of my fav Italian places. I hope you like it.”

Ah, introducing a dear friend to a dear place is always fills with me a little bit of nervousness, especially for a meal time that you’ve never done before…a bit of risk, but based om the three things I’ve had there, I was pretty confident that it would be ok.

So, no resos after 6pm. We would have to show up and wait for a table, sometimes the wait can be…long. I’ve waited at the Queen Street East location for 45 min on a Saturday afternoon for a late lunch. Luckily, our location is bigger and busier, fingers crossed.

Got there around 6:45 pm and were asked to wait 25 min – no worries, they have a bar with a pretty decent drink list. I mean, once we managed to get up to the bar and convince a bartender to give us a drink menu. We opted for a glass each of a sparkling Pinto Grigio they were featuring – yum. I love bubbles and this one was crisp and tasty on the palate = perfect before dinner.

My name was called and we had a bit of issue flagging down our barkeep to settle the bar tab after we shouted “here!” and were asked to settle up. Tragedy – we went to the hostess we talked to and she went to quickly check out table – one of colleagues had given our table away! She said she would get us another table, but we would have to wait, we could get another drink. We opted, no, we were both hungry and that…that was our table they gave away and it wasn’t us siting there.

Tragedy averted – she was able to get us a larger table, in a better location within ten minutes. Plus she totally had great hair and offered an “I’m sorry” in a completely classy, non-kiss-ass way. Very nice work.

Tragedy – no Pinot Grigio on the wine list. Could our waitress recommend something in a similar taste for us? When you are dining with someone who loves a specific type of wine, I want to be able to deliver. After getting an assurance that, yes, they did have a Pinot Gris on the list and finding none, she let us know that they changed wine lists the day before. She would have to check with the sommelier to either find us a bottled they are no longer listing or bring us something in a similar taste.

Tragedy averted – the sommelier found us a bottle of Pinot Grigio they had left in the cellar and our waitress brought it right over, we were eager, so bought it without another thought. Very nice work.

We got the list of the specials and talked about how best to structure our dinner – apps, no salad, primi and secondi? Apps, salad, primi? Apps, salad, primi, secondi and dessert? What?

We opted for apps, salad, primi and dessert.

Apps – baked oyster ‘shrooms with light breading over arugula.

Tragedy – my dining partner hates arugula.

Tragedy averted – “I didn’t take any arugula.”  Ok, no tragedy, I over reacted.

And – platter of cheese with honey-ed nuts, spicy jam and bite or two of a lovely focaccia.

The ‘shroom dish is one of favs and the cheese platter – ooooh! Lovely. Perfect with the wine – there were five? six? kinds of cheese. The jam was surprisingly spicy and a really nice contrast to the mellowness of the cheese. The honey-ed nuts were fun and there was the perfect amount of bread – just a few bites.

Yum! All thumbs up on the apps. Great wine match.

Salads – my dining companion had opted for a simpler salad – olives, red pepper, pine nuts, honey and cheese over mixed greens. Cheese was a hit.

Tragedy – my companion requested “No olives, I hate them.” It came with…olives!

Tragedy averted – I love olives, so she donated them to my salad! Yay!

My salad – mmm. Italian tuna, kidney beans and tomato over mixed greens.

So, I’ve been meaning to try the whole Italian bean and tuna dish and this one was so very lovely. This is not a combination that looks good on paper, but wow does it ever work. The tuna and beans were a perfect compliment to each other.

And the salads were great with our wine choice.

Primi – ravioli stuffed with duck confit, fig, roasted butternut squash, cheese sauteed with porcini. Oh, I was reeling after the one taste I had – is this a new fav on my horizon?

Me – lemon spaghetti with spinach, capers and reggiano shavings. Abfab and and ab-fav. I dream about this stuff and what dreams they are!

We opt for dessert – the gelato is is artesanal. My companion – chocolate, me – pistachio. I declare myself the winner of the “dessert round” – the pistachio has this hint of being roasted, oh yes. Oh yes.

Dinner – completely impressed my companion.

Earlier I declared it an very earlier b-day dinner, so she was very happy with the evening.

And I was happy with it too.

Thank you Terroni! Keep impressing my friends and I will keep bringing them in to eat.

 

Today felt like a Thursday.

Like I was sent home with a pat on the head and a tupperware container of vegetarian pizza.

Felt discouraged and little out of sorts.

So what to do?

Break out the sparkling wine!

Found half an avocado waiting for me – buttery, rich, filled with those lovely amino acids that the body loves.  Smooth and lovely in my mouth, sliding down my throat.  The bubbles tease my palate and pale yellow and pale green make me think of…spring.

Eating and drinking spring.

The surviving pizza from a work meeting, Greek in theme – the pizza, not the meeting – contrasts and heightens the sparkles of the wine.  This wine makes me think of Phranque “Everyday champagne.”

Did he mean to remind me that everyday is a celebration?

It’s not pink, though, but perhaps next time?

Next course – dark chocolate with almonds.

I can’t stand chocolate bars with nuts in it!  Got into a very large row with a friend about the difference between a chocolate bar with almonds in it and almond bark.  I love almond bark, but hate chocolate bars with almonds.

It is a bar thing or a bark thing?

The bark is better than the bar.

Spending a lot of time lately wishing I could be smarter. I mean, there are some extremely smart people out there, intelligent even and some days I feel like all I learn is how stupid I am.

But at least learning that I get smarter, right? Hopefully. Maybe.

The perfect job for me was on a radio show on the drive home today.  After getting over the surprise of remembering that I own a car and where I parked – I really listened…CCO – Chief Culture Officer.

Chief Culture Officer.

So, someone at the corporation pays attention to culture and makes sure that the business takes trends into account.

Avoids those gaffes like Levis “missing hip-hop” – they didn’t realize there was a market for baggy jeans!

If I can’t be an Ethics and Morality Consultant, then CCO is where it is at for me!

Actually, I know few people who would be great at this CCO position – yes, I am thinking about you.

Can’t make the author’s talk, totally unwilling to drive after a few glasses of bubbles.

This whole driving thing is about gains and losses.

I’ve gained more than two hours to my day.

I’ve lost the care-free-ness of someone else driving.

I’ve gained independence.

I’ve lost the time to read or do a crossword puzzle during my commute.

(I was getting very good at crossword puzzles.  Actually I should get a job designing these, that would rock my socks.)

I’ve gained debt.

I’ve lost having to ask permission to use someone’s car.

I’ve gained size of my carbon footprint.

But I can listen to the radio.  Ah!  News during the drive home, sublime.