"Would I bring my Sicilian grandmother here?"
That is the question I ask myself to determine the yumminess factor of Italian restaurants.
Yesterday, I found a resounding "Yes!" at Brocollini Cafe.
First let me say, my grandmother in her broken English with some Italian curses and a lot of hand gestures thrown in for good measures, would have told me, "The name makes no sense....How good can it be with such an Americanized name?"
Do not be fooled by the name or the virtually empty shopping plaza on the NE corner of Sheridan and Hiatus, Broccolini is the real deal.
Immediately after picking any table in the 4pm Tuesday empty house, my new friend Maritza brought me delightful bread reminiscent of the weekly baking days of my childhood. It was delivered with a fragrant herbal olive oil blend and a generous portion of grated parm.
Omgosh, go for the bread alone, y'all, seriously so perfect!
Steaming hot, soft but crusty, delish with all the accoutrements, but absolutely divine on its own. Just simply the taste of quality ingredients and a whisper of salt to make it pop, exactly as grandma made back in the day.
Next I ordered the meatball app as in my family the "meat-a-balls and gravy" are the true test.
Wow, just wow!
These tasty treats were soft and flavorful. Not hard, pre-fried or baked before being put in the sauce, but dropped in raw right after being rolled just like grandma's and the sauce was pure genius, garden fresh and expertly seasoned without being overwhelming.
Now, if I'm 100% honest, grandma would have considered the ricotta on the side an epic waste, as it is reserved for lasagna and baked ziti only, and she would have said they needed more garlic and parm in the meat blend, but she would have truly enjoyed them and devoured them just like I did nonetheless.
Next on my menu was the Rollata, a creamy, magical, cannaloni style meat mixture of sausage, beef and veal with fresh mushrooms rolled in pasta and smothered upright in a pink cream sauce then topped in shredded parm.
Maritza asked me if I wanted the early bird or dinner portion. I ordered the dinner portion.
Beware, Brocollini does not scrimp, y'all, the portions are large.
While grandma never would have ordered such a gourmet display, she and I would have wiped this out so I didn't need a take home box. Absolutely scrumptious!
Finally my completely non-traditional dessert because grandma had a sweet tooth and it runs in my genes, the bunet is described as a chocolate, almond custard with a layer of biscotti in a rich caramel sauce. It was good but not the highlight of the meal. The dessert menu is quite extensive. Next visit I will try something else.
All in all, grandma would have loved this meal and I look forward to round two at Broccolini coming soon....Mangia and enjoy, y'all! read more