I’m floored by all your amazing support! Thank you, thank you, thank you! It’s going to be a fun journey–I’m glad y’all are on for the ride!
So, in other news I have determined that I must live in Sausalito.
I am in LOVE with this little city by the bay!
I told Almanzo I thought it would be so perfect to someday live in one of the cute “little” apartments right on top of one of these cafes and he just stared at me. And then walked on.
But yes, we met five friends at Poggio for dinner, which was right on the cute little downtown strip. Poggio is an Italian restaurant that opens up onto the sidewalk and reminds me of bistros in the South of France.
The inside of the restaurant is warm and inviting, with an open air kitchen and a large food fire oven. I’m a BIG fan of wood fire ovens!
The lighting in Poggio, however, is NOT conducive to food bloggers so please forgive the awful white balance errors here. I tried to fix the white balance manually but then the photos were coming out too cold, so here’s what ya get!
I was more than a little obsessed with the menu, which was divided up in traditional Italian manner into antipasti, primi, secondi and finale courses. Everything looked really delicious and at the bottom of the menu there was a small note in fine print that the chef strives to use only local and organic ingredients when available. Since it was already 8:30 at this point and I was secretly gnawing on my arm, I ordered a bowl of the tomato and bread soup to start.
It was delicious! Made with fresh basil, vine ripe tomatoes and fruity extra virgin olive oil, this soup reminded me of something I would have gotten in Europe. Tomato and bread soup is actually a very popular (and economical) soup in Italy and is made by simply pureeing together the ripest of tomatoes with old bread from the day before. It was so thick it could almost have doubled as pasta sauce, and was best eaten on crusty French bread.
Another reason I loved this restaurant? Because they had small portions of all their pastas! I ordered the small portion of the squid ink pasta with garlic, cherry tomatoes and calamari for my entree:
And yes, squid ink pasta is BLACK! Of course I order the strangest thing on the menu….I love me some black pasta and baby octopus! The dish was very good though and extremely light. The texture of the squid ink pasta was a little softer than normal white pasta but it was still delicious and something fun and different.
I’ve always been something of an “adventurous eater” to say the least….whether that means trying still warm (!!) fois gras at a Parisian farmer’s market, wolfing down a bowl of wild mushroom soup at the tender age of four months or slurping down raw oysters in San Francisco.
Good thing I also have a stomach of steel (knock on wood).
Almanzo ordered the wood fired pizza with spicy roast pork and “gypsy peppers”
Pretty much, he ordered it simply because “gypsy peppers” were involved. We still don’t really know what gypsy peppers are though…
Glanced at the gorgeous dessert menu but we were all way too stuffed and it was already almost eleven o’clock at that point.
The menu featured yummy sweets though such as a nectarine crostata and tiramisu. All the more reason to go back!
Actually, we are going back today because Almanzo left his unopened bottle of wine from home on the table last night and we have to go to the city tonight anyway. No wine shall go to waste!