It’s okay to admit when you need a little help.
Don’t worry, we promise nobody will think any less of you.
Yes, even if the thing you’re asking for help with is finding a quality bowl of linguine in this town...
Meet Dolce Italian, an airy loft of red wine and red sauce from the pasta-making legends behind Scarpetta, opening next Friday in the Gale South Beach.
Scarpetta. In case you’re not familiar, they’re known for a few things in particular:
1) Made-to-order fresh mozzarella (this place has a station specifically for that).
2) Spaghetti al pomodoro (of the life-changing variety).
3) Being all sexy and stuff (think leather banquettes, wood-paneled walls and softly glowing orbs hanging from the ceiling).
By now, you probably have a pretty good idea about how you’re going to approach this. (Date. Night.) But allow us to elaborate... Start with a glass of wine by the bar on the first floor, followed by a bottle at the best table in the house (that would be the one next to the wood-burning pizza oven). Get the spaghetti. Just trust us. Get it. But also, maybe a Tartufata pie with bubbly cheese, speck and truffle oil (bets don’t get much safer).
Oh, and there’s a 20-seat private dining nook in the back. You know, if you’re into that sort of thing.
Or have an irrational fear of eating pizza in public.
Don’t worry, we promise nobody will think any less of you.
Yes, even if the thing you’re asking for help with is finding a quality bowl of linguine in this town...
Meet Dolce Italian, an airy loft of red wine and red sauce from the pasta-making legends behind Scarpetta, opening next Friday in the Gale South Beach.
Scarpetta. In case you’re not familiar, they’re known for a few things in particular:
1) Made-to-order fresh mozzarella (this place has a station specifically for that).
2) Spaghetti al pomodoro (of the life-changing variety).
3) Being all sexy and stuff (think leather banquettes, wood-paneled walls and softly glowing orbs hanging from the ceiling).
By now, you probably have a pretty good idea about how you’re going to approach this. (Date. Night.) But allow us to elaborate... Start with a glass of wine by the bar on the first floor, followed by a bottle at the best table in the house (that would be the one next to the wood-burning pizza oven). Get the spaghetti. Just trust us. Get it. But also, maybe a Tartufata pie with bubbly cheese, speck and truffle oil (bets don’t get much safer).
Oh, and there’s a 20-seat private dining nook in the back. You know, if you’re into that sort of thing.
Or have an irrational fear of eating pizza in public.
