The Sardinian Seafood Restaurant Of Your Dreams.
Make that the Italian Seafood Restaurant Of Your Dreams.
Heck, make that the Italian Restaurant Of Your Dreams.
Okay, Okay. The Restaurant of Your Dreams Regardless of Genre.
No matter what label you give this place
The food and the experience are beyond amazing.
This was an Absolute Peak Experience.
Yeah, yeah, yeah ... Restaurants in Rome are like the Alps.
There are just a whole lot of peaks.
Those peaks are super-high.
But any restaurant that makes you happy just remembering being there and eating there ...
A restaurant that brings back a flood of happy memories is generally a good place.
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You know already that this is a Sardinian Seafood Restaurant.
While there are subtle differences between Sardinian restaurants and Roman restaurants,
(More tomato, more ingredients, more complex)
Basically, the menu looks exactly like what you would expect to see in an Italian seafood restaurant.
No surprise, I had spaghetti with a bunch of seafood on top.
A bunch of seafood ... like the best clams I have had in my life.
(I am from New England. I know my clams.)
The best mussels I have had in my life.
(I kill for mussels even in a plain old American sports bar.)
And a bunch of other fine goodies.
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For readers who want to hear about something more exotic,
The vegetable side dish ...
(Served as an appetizer because Roman restaurants really really want you to have two courses.
Dishes are served separately just on principle.
Since each dish tends to be amazing and would lose from being distracted by other dishes ... I kind of have to agree with the Romans on this one.)
My wife's vegetable side dish had eggplant to die for and flower of zucchini to die for.
(Flower of Zucchini are zucchini tops. Americans don't eat those. Italians get amazing results with them.)
My broccoli had tinges of amazingly good olive oil, a soupcon of Sicilian crushed red pepper (Sardinians and Sicilians see eye to eye on crushed red pepper) and parmesan.
Any kid in this world would have chowed down on that broccoli.
They wouldn't even need to be bribed with dessert to eat that broccoli.
(Actually Italian desserts are very good. A smart kid would have bargained for the ultimate win-win situation.)
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We had other stuff but I don't remember the details on those.
That probably means we had wine with lunch and the wine must have been very good too.
What I do remember is that I left Costa Paradiso totally happy from head to toe, and I stayed that happy for the rest of the day.
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