Across the table, I was digging into an unctuous smoked haddock risotto. The haddock was tucked away in tender flakes. The rice had a little bite creamy, but not sticking to your dentures creamy. A soft poached egg on top oozed rich yellowness. There was a drizzle of basil oil and snippings of chives for flavour.
Starter: Antipasti Plank, each.
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Apart from a few honourable exceptions, our city centre lacks an abundance of independent Italian restaurants. City dwellers seem to favour bog standard chain pizzas. We do, after all, sport a branch of Pizza Hut as our Old Market Square centrepiece, rather than something Louis Vuitton Belt Cream
Taste the food, and you can see why. Amarone may not resound to Mambo Italiano kitsch (it's Duffy, actually. My mate sneers. I snap that Dunhill Belt he should reserve his critical faculties for the food, thank you). But, in other ways, Amarone's outlook couldn't be more purely Italian. Ingredients are zingy fresh and high quality. I try to order a bellini but find I can't. "We had to send the peaches back the ones that came in this morning were terrible," our friendly waiter tells us. Despite my disappointment, I want to break into applause. If you're forking out for a bellini, you want to know it's made with freshly squeezed peach juice, rather than freshly bought from Tesco. I shall be back to try.
Mains: Risotto All'eglefino Affumicato and Tagliatelle al Salmone, Drinks (including wine): Total: Amarone, 112 114 Derby Road, Nottingham
delightful and bustling with tables that spill out into the open air and a moustache twirling chef called Tony shouting, "Bella, bella!"
Mains were a hair tearer only because there was so much choice. The menu moved from the classics (bolognese, carbonara, margherita) to the inventive. My mate liked the sound of a 28 day aged rump Lv Belts White
Amarone is not, it must be said, the Italian cliche. Its interiors are more chic brasserie than streets of Napoli. It has creamy walls and high backed, brown leather chairs. Nice, if impersonal. But the tables are well spaced and your elbows aren't in somebody else's dinner always a bonus. It's Saturday night and Amarone rings with the chatter of busy tables. It's almost a sell out.
As someone who works in the city centre I frequently lunch out either on my own or with my colleagues and enjoy trying out new eating establishments. I have eaten at this restaurant several times over the past year and have found the lunch time offer good value for money and varied. The food is presented thoughtfully and brings a smile to my face. I secretly envy the artisc talent some checfs have. To date I have not had a bad meal and it has always tasted freshly prepared and well seasoned. The only complaint I have is that as it's rarely busy at lunch times the service can be slow both from the kitchen and the waiting staff it's as if they haven't yet got into gear. On my last visit I had to call across the floor to get some attention, it felt like they'd forgotten about me (there was obviously something more interesting on the laptop !!). I do however these days tell the waiting staff that I've only got an hour for lunch to speed things along. Overall, it's up there with similar restaurants in it's price band and I agree with the reviewer it's nice not to be sitting on top of other diners having to listen to their conversation whilst trying to have yours, and I personally like the contrast of the dark wooden floors with the light coloured walls.
Service was slow to notice we'd finished, hence we had a long wait for our mains. But it was a Saturday.
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Last week, I was swooning over Spanish food at Bar de Nada. And I'm still in full Mediterranean mamma mode (complete with expanding waistline), lip smacking the air exuberantly after taking a trip to Amarone, one of the latest additions to Derby Road's dining portfolio.
Anyway, onwards and upwards. We order house white and a vegetable antipasti plank to share ( per person). The "planks" are little chopping boards, peppered with assorted nibbles including garlic flat breads. Reader, I was in heaven. Ours had wafers of grilled aubergine, slivers of peppers and artichokes, olives and big, crunchy capers, tiny little baubles of mozzarella, lush mascarpone and, best of all, a thick, sweet with a kick homemade chilli jam. You could slaver it over your flatbread or just enjoy separately, forks clashing like duelling fencers over the last scrapings.
It might not be in keeping with the sophisticated surroundings but, as I stepped out into the night, there were only two words to sum up my meal: "Bella, bella!"
steak, with caramelised Porcinis and crispy red onions, as you would. Pizzas came with creamy taleggio, pecorino or goat's cheese toppings, as well as mozzarella. Simple combinations allowed the ingredients to shine. My mate went for tagliatelle with salmon. The salmon had a robust, smoky taste. The sauce was cream and dill nothing too fancy. Go with what Gucci Belt For Womens
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