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Take a trip with me to Italy…excuse me, I mean EATaly in the heart of Manhattan. As you know Jessica and I blog to enjoy and support local businesses in our surrounding NEPA area, however I am taking a hall pass (or EZpass…haha) to NYC and am going to share with all of you my experience at this fantastic Italian market.
While in NYC yesterday my mom and I decided to eat dinner at Eataly. My mother, born in Sicily, naturally loves Italian food and clean, fresh flavors. We experienced a food dream that gave me a different appreciation for the diversity of Italian cuisine and brought mom back to her roots. After a cab drive from hell we entered our Italian heaven and were immediately immersed in parmiagiano reggiano, pizza, pasta, pancetta, fish, basil, tomatoes, gelato, biscotti, and chocolate. I would describe Eataly as an authentic Italian market that stays true to traditional Italian cuisine in their 5 different eateries and allows for customers to purchase traditional grocery items such as pasta, fruit, vegetables, cheese, fresh/cured meats, fish, oil, vinegar, herbs, baked goods, and other items diehard Italians just “couldn’t live without.”
No one could experience ALL Eataly has to offer in one visit, but mom and I tried to soak in as much as we could by spreading our dinner out amongst 2 of the 5 eateries as well as a special stop at the gelato stand for dessert. First we ate at “Il Pesce,” or The Fish. I had a bowl of “zuppa de pesce,” fish soup with spicy tomato crostini, and mom ordered “crudo di congole,” stuffed clams, basically. Both our dishes were outstanding. The fish tasted incredibly fresh. Fresh fish tastes so clean, and pure. Ah, delicious. The couple next to us ordered a whole fish each, which also looked outstanding. But, instead of a whole fish, mom and I continued our food crawl and had to visit a second eatery “La pizza & pasta,” where we shared a 10” pizza called La Verace TSG.
La Verace had tomato sauce, buffalo mozzarella, parmigiano reggiano, imported olive oil from Sorrento, and fresh basil leaves. This pizza had a very thin crust, and tasted like burned toast with the texture of perfectly cooked dough. Ok, that doesn’t sound terribly appetizing but it tasted great. Quick cooking in high heat allows the dough to stay soft whereas the outside achieves a charred flavor. The picture doesn’t give the favor justice (thank you iPhone). Out of the 5 eateries La pizza & pasta was the busiest! Naturally, this is America, pizza/pasta hungry hungry hippos. Plus, this is probably the most affordable.
Our waiter at La pizza & pasta was straight from Sicily. After he and mom had a little Italian conversation I learned (in English) that he moved to Brooklyn to work for Eataly for one year. So, as my mom said…"they import the olive oil…AND the people!” Authentic, thick Italian accent absolutely made me feel one step closer to Italy. So, kudos to you, Eataly…you’ve thought of everything.
Okay, gelato time. While waiting on line deciding what flavor to order I heard mom say, “ah, they have brioche jean!” These brioche looked like dinner rolls to me, but “brioche” is a sweet egg bread that is traditionally served with gelato or sorbet inside. So gelato on a brioche is like our ice cream cone here in America. Who would have known? Mom ordered pistachio gelato and enjoyed it in her brioche (which I tired and was delicious!) and I decided on lemon sorbet. Very nice ending to our meal. I posed a picture of other desserts you could enjoy.
After we ate, we shopped. Foccocha bread, olive bread, homemade ravioli, Lidia Bastianich’s sauce, Italian candies, chocolate, and porchetta for my brother Louis. A trip to Eataly is a gift that keeps on giving with the ability to enjoy special items that are difficult to find elsewhere. I really wanted to buy this t-shirt that says, “you are what you EATaly." Guess how much it was…$58. For a t-shirt. That I would wear to the supermarket. No thanks.
I made the spinach and ricotta ravioli with Lidia’s sauce for dinner tonight. So delicious!
When we visit Eataly again, I think we’d love to try the vegetarian eatery, and the wine/cheese bar, buy more foccochia and fresh pasta…but most of all just enjoy a little Italian escape from mom’s childhood, to my love for this culture and food.
Mom and I are making our next stop back in PA on Sunday to “An Evening of wine and food” at the Scranton Cultural Center, where we’ll try foods from all our local restaurants in Scranton. Looking forward to sharing our favorites with all of you!
ATTN world- my mother has made her food blog debut! This afternoon we shared a fabulous lunch at Patsel’s, located in Clarks Summit. We haven’t given Clarks Summit the food love it deserves (as Jessica would say), so here is the first of many remarkable restaurants that deserve our fine attention. Patsel’s is owned by a couple from Waverly, PA and opened in August of 1999.
I’ve always heard people say, “cooking is a form of art,” which I think is absolutely true! Well, not only is the food at Patsel’s art work in plating, texture, and taste, but the restaurant itself is a piece of art. Mom has been to Patsel’s with her lady friends once before and she just raved and raved about it, so of course we made a trip to the infamous Patsel’s ourselves. I was definitely the youngest customer, but was in great company of tables filled with polyester suit wearing ‘adults.’ Just kidding, but really Patsel’s screams “Grandma lunch date” all over it.
A once meat market is now a uniquely designed restaurant. 11 years in the making of floral wallpaper patterns I would never, ever put together, hand carved doorframes, hand painted window frames, bold colors, polka dot walls, beading, tool, and frog statues in every other corner and window. Initially I had thought the owners had gone to every elderly person’s home in the tri-state area and incorporated all the inspiration from these homes into one place for a throw up of gaudiness. That thought only lasted about 7 seconds. After the initial shock, I was in love with the attention-to-detail design. It’s the definition of commitment, because for this type of design, you can’t sort of…fudge, or half do it. The design was committed from the front door to the plates I ate off of. If I haven’t sold it already, Patsel’s is a place to visit to see art in its most whimsical state.
As for the food…we both ordered off the special’s menu (which for me is a rule of thumb on a no-brainer good meal). Mom ordered cup of Asian vegetable soup, and an eggplant parm sandwich with a side salad and fresh fruit. I had the shrimp risotto. All the food was great! Absolutely no complaints. Not sure if my father (or other men I know) would be satisfied with the portion of the meals (i.e two jumbo-4-bite-shrimp in my risotto), but the portions were perfect for us ladies. More importantly, we had room for dessert, which mom and I accomplished quite well. List of desserts tried (yes I need bullets for this):
· Key lime crème brulee with coconut biscotti
· Warm pear strudel
· Sticky toffee pudding****my favorite
· Lemon ricotta cannoli**** mom’s favorite
We got the sample platter of desserts, so don’t worry…we’re not 500 lb (yet). All desserts were SO good.
At the end of the day, our lunch at Patsel’s was fun! We shared great company, fun environment, fun atmosphere, and fun food (wish I got a drink…I’m sure they’re fun too though). If you go: firstly, take your mom, make sure you go to the bathroom (just do it), order a special and the sticky toffee pudding, and finally, try a martini…and let me know how they are.
PS: get a coupon for Patsel's from restaurant.com :)
The Downtown Deli sits on the corner of Spruce, and Penn Ave, and interestingly enough, the sole appearance of this eatery is what drew me in like a magnet to metal…or (more realistically) an Italian girl to the smell of baked bread. I come from a house where I could hardly fit my mouth around some of the sandwiches my father would concoct, so each deli I visit has much to live up to. I’ve visited the Downtown Deli several times in the past couple of weeks, and not only would I single handedly write vows and marry each of the sandwiches I’ve ordered, but the sense of warmth from the staff and owner is none like any other.
Options are the name of the game at this deli. Homemade roast beef or turkey, or the traditional Boar’s Head? Dining inside, outside, or delivery? Hungry for breakfast, lunch, or dinner? Sandwich, salad, or (get this) eggplant lasagna?! Yes, clearly this deli is much more than “ham and swiss on a Kaiser.”
Close family friends from Italy are visiting the States this month, and what better way to say “hello America” than a good ‘ol thick juicy hero. The boys ordered two of the specialty sandwiches: Buffalo Bill (chicken cutlet with buffalo sauce, and bleu cheese dressing), and (interestingly enough) The Godfather (basic Italian hero). I ordered the tuna melt, done very well.
After only opening three months ago, there are still some folds to iron out. Such as, not serving only breakfast food on Sundays, please! If we demand it, they’ll grant it.
So, since I cant marry a sandwich…maybe they could cater my wedding? Buffalo Bill for all!!!
Downtown Deli, 300 Spruce Street, Scranton PA
570-871-4137