The chef chose and while that can be dangerous, in this case the three of us got to enjoy every bit of the excess . The only food photographed was this amazing antipasto(beef carpacio ,duck liver, bufala mozzarella caponata)plate...each of us had one. The ravioli (marzapone?)was x rated so no photos...and the desert platters were as complex and satisfying as the antipasto but comprised of cakes and creams and ..oh.. all mankind's best deserts. with a wonderful muscat sweet wine. And it was gone in a nano second ...so no photos.
As much as i loved the food and my friends, i love my new friend, Chef Paolo Montana...does he make everyone feel that way?
Don't misunderstand ...as funny and sincere and likable as he is, this man has inner creative furies...he has a mind that performs and entertains itself. I just met him, but I swear he is as much about empathy as he is about grit and focus and creativity. And he I suspect boils. I liked him...You will feel as though it is as important to go back to visit,as much as it is to eat.
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