On my day off from Limsterfest yesterday, I found myself sipping a smooth and easygoing martini at Betelnut. After that we strolled across the street to Amici's for a take-out pizza that was promptly smuggled into the Metro theatre just in time for the trailers before About a Boy, a hilarious and witty sensation that is not about food.
BTW, Amici's is amazing.
I think I'd give it a slight nose over Tommaso's which I had chowed on the night before. The edge comes in the sauce.
It was dark in the theatre, but I could taste the Italian tricolor in the Margherita. Tomatoes as rich, ripe and red as opera, basil with a swirling green fragrance, and good white mozzarella. As classic as Pucinni.
The clams in white sauce was also was a hit. Clams were nicely chewy and flavorful (just an echo of the sea) with the white sauce rounding off with richness that is thick on the tongue without being excessive.
Cheerful, helpful service with wise advice: "a small with 2 flavors is about the same amount of pizza than 2 minis and costs less."
Last night, I tasted a rare sort of happiness: simple contentment. Hope I could do that all over again.