I like bread sticks a lot. It's like enjoying a great crust, I guess. I have some really strong, sentimental feelings about cheesy bread, pizza hut bread sticks, etc., we will broach that in time my friend. However, exactly 10 days ago I visited La Rustica in West Seattle. This place literally did nothing wrong the whole meal and I can't stop telling people to go and try it. In fact, I would say that the only complaint I have is that the restaurant isn't walking distance from my home or work. The fine JP Withum and I easily polished off four baskets of their bread sticks. These lovely little sticks of love, no doubt warm, sliced open and spread with butter and herb blend. My pet peeve is going to a restaurant, and they only bring you out bread after you order food. It's like, just give me the bread or don't give me the bread, stop playing all these games you silly troll. Chances are, I'm here because I'm hungry.
Anyway...back to my romantic Italian dinner with my boyfriend's best friend...
Again, this place failed to fail, and the bread stick basket was brought out with the water. The sun was setting over Alki Beach and well, everything was picture perfect. Sensory overload! After the bread sticks, we could have gone home but obviously, we didn't. JP ordered the Cinghiale in Agro Dolce (wild boar simmered in raisins and orange zest in a red wine and vinegar sauce, served on a baked polenta cake) and I tried the Risotto Gamberi E Asparagi (creamy pesto risotto with asparagus, cherry tomatoes and prawns) - yes, everything was amazing. It was a fabulous, memorable meal. We got the vanilla creme brûlée as well.
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