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gfrancieYesterday my Mother came home and brought presents and let Senor Onion run around with her knitting. She is a very patient Grandma who doesn't seem to mind when her adorable Grandson is being a little terror with the yarn.
After a lovely afternoon of tea and talk about books, the state of health care in the U.S. and cheese; Mr. Jenner and I went out like grown-ups to dinner. (Mrs. Chazbot was left home with a sleeping baby, some fancy cream of carrot soup, italian truffle cheese and a baguette. My babysitters are always well-fed)
We went to Tidbit. I found it randomly when searching for an Italian restaurant we had not been to already. (we are making a point of visiting restaurants we haven't been to before) We had been to a number of French or Asian restaurants as of late so we wanted to go back to our tried and true starch and more starch. Mmmm starch.
Tidbit does tapas and Italian food. (a bit of a geographical stretch across Southern Europe) They are also a restaurant that is keen on "green" practices.
As it is stated in their menu:
At tidbit we are proud of offering the following green services:
o we are free of polystyrene foam
o we use 100% biodegradable to-go-boxes
o we use a certified green company for our linens
o we prefer locally grown and sustainable food
o we use biodegradable detergents and sanitizers
o we use recycled paper for our menus
o we use 80% post-consumer recycled butcher paper
o we compost our food waste
o we recycle our garbage
o we use water saving aerators for our faucets
We strive to act green and will continue to in the future by joining
the Green Restaurant Association.
It is a place where you can feel smug while you drink your local wine and eat your pasta. All such practices are well and good, but is the food good?
We started with a few tapas. (which were reasonably priced) We had the bruschetta that was very simple with a bit of olive oil and seasoning. I loved the bread. It wasn't too crunchy or hard (you know the sort of bread where you are afraid of what it might do to your jaw as you are chewing) and it was also quite soft inside. (but not like cotton) We also had the crostini con prosciutto and crostini con fungi. Of the two I think the crostini con fungi was the better option. There was a variety of mushrooms and the cheese was excellent. The parmesan meshed well. And because we hadn't had enough bready/starchy goodness yet we also had the Dulce Papas. (Rosemary-scented sweet potato fries with aioli)
This was my hands down favorite of the bunch. The fries weren't soo sweet but just enough to be unusual in flavor and the aioli kind of brought the sweetness down a bit. I could have eaten a big bowl of this and then taken a nap.
For our next course (for our theme of starch is our friend) I had the pappardelle con prosciutto e piselli. (pasta with ham and peas in a bechamel sauce with bread crumbs on top.) Mr. Jenner had Manicaretto.(tortellini baked in a pasta sheet with ham, ricotta, mushrooms and a tomato sauce)
My choice was the extreme in comfort food. Very simple and very familiar. It was a cold rainy Sunday night and so this would be the most appropriate thing to eat for such an occasion. I admit I found the bechamel just a bit too salty for my liking. But the fresh pasta was good especially with peas and ham and the bits of bread crumbs. I ended up being too full to eat all of it and while I rarely ever take home leftovers -this was good enough that I think it will be nice for lunch today.
Mr. Jenner I think had the better choice. It looked a bit like a pie as there were these openings in the large pasta sheet and you could pick out the filling. So there was always a surprise as to what you might find with your fork. He nearly polished the plate clean.
We were much too full for their dessert (and we had some of our own at home) but there were some things on their menu that looked appealing.
I wouldn't mind coming back here again to try more things. (and the Papa Dulces of course)
The service was a tiny bit... absent-minded but I forgave that easily. Our server was genuinely sweet and attentive. The atmosphere was quite nice. Very comfortable and cheerful. In the bar they played on a screen Italian music videos. It was all very non-obtrusive -other than the fact that all Italian music videos seem to consist of men with pretty carefully tousled hair, singing about some girl they love/loved. And there would be women with equally carefully tousled hair looking off into the distance while wearing some terrific outfit. Then there would be scenes with beaches or a guy at a piano in an empty room looking soulful. Sometimes he would actually be playing the piano. It wasn't just an expensive conversation piece.
"Oh this? Well... it reminds me of a woman I once loved. On a beach. She wore a cape. Yes. Even on the beach. Her hair? Carefully tousled of course."
But I digress.
Nice food, incredibly reasonable prices (considering the rising cost of food) and a good place to slouch and feel smug about green practices.
As for today, I am doing laundry, making a list for various bits of shopping I need to do this week and come up with something for dinner tonight. And of course read stories to Senor Onion eighty-million times. He has favorite pages in Go Dog Go. Sometimes we just sit and look at them and discuss the scene. "that's a big dog. See he is reclining against a pillow and being pulled by the little dog." "This could be seen as a comment on the class system. The little guy pulling the big guy for futile reasons. Let this be a lesson Senor Onion. Yep. Big dog. Little dog. That's a wheel. That's my eye. Don't poke me in the eye. Please don't stick both your fingers up your nose. Yep. That's a dog. A big dog. Where's my drink."
After a lovely afternoon of tea and talk about books, the state of health care in the U.S. and cheese; Mr. Jenner and I went out like grown-ups to dinner. (Mrs. Chazbot was left home with a sleeping baby, some fancy cream of carrot soup, italian truffle cheese and a baguette. My babysitters are always well-fed)
We went to Tidbit. I found it randomly when searching for an Italian restaurant we had not been to already. (we are making a point of visiting restaurants we haven't been to before) We had been to a number of French or Asian restaurants as of late so we wanted to go back to our tried and true starch and more starch. Mmmm starch.
Tidbit does tapas and Italian food. (a bit of a geographical stretch across Southern Europe) They are also a restaurant that is keen on "green" practices.
As it is stated in their menu:
At tidbit we are proud of offering the following green services:
o we are free of polystyrene foam
o we use 100% biodegradable to-go-boxes
o we use a certified green company for our linens
o we prefer locally grown and sustainable food
o we use biodegradable detergents and sanitizers
o we use recycled paper for our menus
o we use 80% post-consumer recycled butcher paper
o we compost our food waste
o we recycle our garbage
o we use water saving aerators for our faucets
We strive to act green and will continue to in the future by joining
the Green Restaurant Association.
It is a place where you can feel smug while you drink your local wine and eat your pasta. All such practices are well and good, but is the food good?
We started with a few tapas. (which were reasonably priced) We had the bruschetta that was very simple with a bit of olive oil and seasoning. I loved the bread. It wasn't too crunchy or hard (you know the sort of bread where you are afraid of what it might do to your jaw as you are chewing) and it was also quite soft inside. (but not like cotton) We also had the crostini con prosciutto and crostini con fungi. Of the two I think the crostini con fungi was the better option. There was a variety of mushrooms and the cheese was excellent. The parmesan meshed well. And because we hadn't had enough bready/starchy goodness yet we also had the Dulce Papas. (Rosemary-scented sweet potato fries with aioli)
This was my hands down favorite of the bunch. The fries weren't soo sweet but just enough to be unusual in flavor and the aioli kind of brought the sweetness down a bit. I could have eaten a big bowl of this and then taken a nap.
For our next course (for our theme of starch is our friend) I had the pappardelle con prosciutto e piselli. (pasta with ham and peas in a bechamel sauce with bread crumbs on top.) Mr. Jenner had Manicaretto.(tortellini baked in a pasta sheet with ham, ricotta, mushrooms and a tomato sauce)
My choice was the extreme in comfort food. Very simple and very familiar. It was a cold rainy Sunday night and so this would be the most appropriate thing to eat for such an occasion. I admit I found the bechamel just a bit too salty for my liking. But the fresh pasta was good especially with peas and ham and the bits of bread crumbs. I ended up being too full to eat all of it and while I rarely ever take home leftovers -this was good enough that I think it will be nice for lunch today.
Mr. Jenner I think had the better choice. It looked a bit like a pie as there were these openings in the large pasta sheet and you could pick out the filling. So there was always a surprise as to what you might find with your fork. He nearly polished the plate clean.
We were much too full for their dessert (and we had some of our own at home) but there were some things on their menu that looked appealing.
I wouldn't mind coming back here again to try more things. (and the Papa Dulces of course)
The service was a tiny bit... absent-minded but I forgave that easily. Our server was genuinely sweet and attentive. The atmosphere was quite nice. Very comfortable and cheerful. In the bar they played on a screen Italian music videos. It was all very non-obtrusive -other than the fact that all Italian music videos seem to consist of men with pretty carefully tousled hair, singing about some girl they love/loved. And there would be women with equally carefully tousled hair looking off into the distance while wearing some terrific outfit. Then there would be scenes with beaches or a guy at a piano in an empty room looking soulful. Sometimes he would actually be playing the piano. It wasn't just an expensive conversation piece.
"Oh this? Well... it reminds me of a woman I once loved. On a beach. She wore a cape. Yes. Even on the beach. Her hair? Carefully tousled of course."
But I digress.
Nice food, incredibly reasonable prices (considering the rising cost of food) and a good place to slouch and feel smug about green practices.
As for today, I am doing laundry, making a list for various bits of shopping I need to do this week and come up with something for dinner tonight. And of course read stories to Senor Onion eighty-million times. He has favorite pages in Go Dog Go. Sometimes we just sit and look at them and discuss the scene. "that's a big dog. See he is reclining against a pillow and being pulled by the little dog." "This could be seen as a comment on the class system. The little guy pulling the big guy for futile reasons. Let this be a lesson Senor Onion. Yep. Big dog. Little dog. That's a wheel. That's my eye. Don't poke me in the eye. Please don't stick both your fingers up your nose. Yep. That's a dog. A big dog. Where's my drink."
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Date: 2008-03-31 03:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-31 03:49 pm (UTC)I am guessing they use some rosemary infused oil and that way you get the essence or something.
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Date: 2008-03-31 10:29 pm (UTC)