Eat like a Local
Soya and Pomodoro
Simple Food Made with Love. Aurea Veras.
The old Soya & Pomodoro motto remains fresh as the chef’s choice for the daily ingredients: simple food made with love. Once you enter the place, can’t help but wonder how you detoured from Ne 1st Street, the downtown Central Business District, to an Italian neighborhood — with clothes hanging above to dry and all?
Our table boasts mismatched chairs, and the table, who knows where it came from? But it adds authenticity. And a bass player submerged in a world all his own improvises old jazz.
The waiter brings bread and olive oil. We’ve known the waiter since his daughter was 5 and now she is on her way to her teens. He brings the salad, shows us her picture, and recites the evening’s specials in his Italianized English — he knows I always opt for my old favorites, one being Fresh Pear & Cheese stuffed pasta with sautéed baby Shrimp in a creamy Ricotta sauce.
My husband goes for the special: Corvina Allo Zafferano (Pan seared fresh filet of Corvina in a mustard & saffron sauce served with sautéed spinach & rosemary roasted potatoes.)
The chef, Chris, does his rounds greeting guests in full regalia. Many guests, like us, are regulars, which speaks of the consistency of the food. Also consistent are the prices, evidence that moderate fare and high quality are compatible.
My Fazzoletti di Formaggio e Pera is to kill for.
“How is the corvina?” Chris asks my husband. He says it reminded him of his grandmother’s cooking. “I am very honored,” Chris interjects. You can tell the comparison has moved him.
We down the food with a nice chianti. Maybe that’s a mismatch, too. Who cares? Salud!
Having a soft spot for dessert, I have reserved one for the flourless chocolate cake.
“Signora,” Chris smiles and asks: “how is your favorite dessert?’
I simply close my eyes. He understands what I meant.
Chianti with the chocolate cake is not bad at all. My husband, a purist, pairs it with sparkling water.
For appetizers, prices range from 8 to 16.
The main dish, they call it secondi: $16- $26.
The Chianti: $45.
My husband leaves the last bite for me. He reaches out over the table to whisper: Happy birthday!
Aurea Veras writes about food and likes to photograph seagulls.
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