I’ve only had the Mozza pizza to go. I was excited.
We were celebrating, so cocktails were in order. We both ordered the Gold Rush.
Small bites to start.
Bufala Mozzarella with prosciutto di Parma. The cheese had the texture of rich ice cream.
Burricotta with radicchio, spiced walnuts, honey & fried rosemary. This had a great flavor combination with the radicchio and herbs giving off a slightly bitter flavor, and then you’d hit that cheese and walnut making it sweet and creamy. Bam! (Yeah I said bam.) The only downside to this dish is it’s very hard to eat with and semblance of elegance. The bread is so toasty there’s no way to cut it. You just have to bit right into it and let it fall apart.
Grilled Octopus with potatoes, celery & lemon. Perfectly grilled, with very minimal flavors added to it. I would love to have a full plate of this. I mean a regular person’s plate, not a nice restaurant’s plating plate. I mean, come on! The octopus has eight legs. Surely you can spare some more.
After appetizers I switched up to beer. Saxo, the last bottle in the house.
Orecchiette with sausage & Swiss chard. It felt like something that you could make at home, very unpretentious. With a little bit of spiciness to it and some bread crumbs for texture, this pasta was probably my favorite.
Squid Ink Chitarra Freddi with Dungeness crab, sea urchin & jalapeño. This dish is served cold, much like revenge. (Yeah, I went there too.) I love the way you get heat from the jalapeños on a cold dish. Great combination. What even more incredible is that I think I’m not longer allergic to crab! Remember when I had crab at the Wolvesden? Maybe I just need to stop eating shitty Chinese restaurant crab where it sits in the tank with all its dying compatriots.
Ricotta & Egg Raviolo with browned butter. This dish is a favorite among a lot of people, but it’s a little too rich for my tastes with the egg and ricotta. A little more saltiness would be more to my tastes, but who am I to say how they should prepare this dish? Apparently lots of people already love it the way it is.
Agnolotti, burro e salvia. This picture doesn’t capture it well, but these ravioli-like pastas are tiny, and yet they manage to stuff four meats into them. I’d like to get a pot full of these bad boys and snack on them during a Monday night football session.
After being stuffed, we forced ourselves to have some dessert. We asked for small scoops of the gelato and sorbet. This is the strawberry sorbet. This is not small. That waffle cookie is about the size of your palm with fingers spread. It was delicious and refreshing though, a great finish to an excellent meal.
Osteria Mozza lives up to all the fanfare of its name, and it does so with a quiet elegance, something that comes from a place that knows what it is and where it stands. It has no need to shove how good it is down anyone’s throat. It’s just good food.