If a person decides to open a restaurant in Arezzo face of its flagship game, it should at least know that about half of Arezzo was born with a gun in his hand. But today perhaps is not so, and that's why Aunt Monica Via Isonzo must have decided try.
We went on Tuesday, again for the usual reasons, but in this case we had a boner. In fact, the restaurant is closed on Wednesday, and despite an interesting range of food hunting also quite rare (see the duck sauce, or the spit of thrush), the kind owner tells us that he rebuilt the dishes missing the following Thursday. This statement made me miss a lament: "So what gives us this evening is on Thursday!"
However, after a scholarly dissertation on the mushrooms that it used in its establishment, the description of the meat that was coming directly from Austria (???), the quality of Sacher Torte, which she herself prepared, we ordered: a taste of mixed crostini, an antipasto misto (the lose the habit sooner or later), a porcini mushroom fried dishes of stew and two deer, one jugged and the other with porcini mushrooms, truffle.
We saw three get toasted bread on top like a palace, a bean Diacci the box (or almost), one with a strange meat loaf and potato truffle cream so much a pot, the famous porcini (also sbarattolati , drained and sliced \u200b\u200bvery little water) and fried mushrooms frozen.
The starter remained on the plate of sad that Sbaffina dodging a sort of bacon Coop Style (Austrian too?) Ate a bit 'ham.
When I tasted the second I come off! Two identical plates of deer, salted angry over which one of the young and inexperienced cook had launched a truffle cream of mushroom pieces where they sailed in peace. Do not believe us? Go and try it yourself ...
The finish of the evening was in need of a sweet, but guess what, the much-vaunted Sacher Torte was not there (I do it Thursday). On the way to the case (that is also on Tuesday) comes to the young chef who recommend a sensible use of salt that could kill, given the amount used, the hypertensive like me. I deny the offer of a digester is not having eaten anything and pay almost € 70 ...
By the way, does the microwave know how to tell you that the dish is ready? "Diin.
We were near the kitchen: you had to hear! A symphony ... It seemed a concert on Jan. 1.
That means that they do in Vienna.
Poldo
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