Arnaud Devred
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A cosy atmosphere, with minimalist interior design and tableware, so that the attention remains focused on the plates. An attentive and proficient service, amicable but not intrusive. Each dish is a little miracle and tells a story of its own. A subtle assemblage of tastes and textures, which dissolve on the palate like the volutes of smoke from an elegant cigarette. A puff of sea bream. One of mushroom. Amazingly fresh and delicate shrimps. Chicken. And a few desert hallucinations. The (red) wine (a blend of Aglianico, Cabernet Sauvignon and Merlot) also had a story to tell. It started a little rough on the edges, but progressively opened up, became more complex and revealed its true nature on truffles which garnished the chicken leg. A distinctively Italian experience, or should I say Campanian (although the Chef, Paolo Barrale, is from Sicily) ? The Campania of Philodemus of Gadara and of other Epicureans, who, as often with Romans, made Greek philosophy less harsh and demanding, and more accommodating and pleasurable. Superlativo!