The décor reminds me a little of the houses of Italian American friends in the 1960s, a little kitsch but cozy and filled with the effort to look good. White, red, and wall-covering prints of a female face replete with plumed hat make up the décor here. The room is elevated above the street, right on a corner, so that if you sit by the window you are literally sitting over a stream of traffic whizzing by.
Our hostess was obviously filled with pride over the quality of food served forth from her kitchen. Right after the Prosecco arrived, so did two delicious wedges of bruschetta, topped with marinated mushrooms. Molto bene. So was the foccacia in the bread basket, topped with caramelized onions, rosemary and tomatoes.
Our meal veered from classics like vitello tonnato, very thin slices of veal arranged over a rich tuna sauce to not so classics like a broad-bean and ricotta puree. The vitello tonnato was very good, the veal as tender as it gets and the presentation a little different from the norm, as the meat was fanned out over the sauce, topped with a few crunchy caper berries. The broad bean puree was less successful but interesting nonetheless, a velvety mixture of whipped fresh broad beans and ricotta (the cheese was lost on us) topped with shrimp. The original called for a topping of clams, but these were unavailable the day we went.
I liked the simplest things best here, namely the delicious roasted chicken that was tender and very well seasoned, with just the right amount of peppery heat. The simple steamed potatoes that accompany it were a perfect foil. My stuffed tsipoura was less of a hit mainly because the chef seemed to be trying too hard—there was way too much happening on the plate: fish fillets with a farci of shrimp puree, accompanied by cubed zucchini and other vegetables and a sweet orange-honey sauce. We sampled one pasta dish, the orecchiete with avgotaraho, which needed just a minute or so longer in the pot to move it out of “almost uncooked” and into the al dente zone, but the avgotaraho was generous and the simplicity of the plate just right.
Dessert follows the rich line here. We tried the Semifreddo of strawberries and porto, which was very good and very sinful. Espresso, of course, came on the heels of that, a much needed balance to an Italian-wine-and-prosecco filled night in this unusual place.
Cuisine: Innovative trattoria fare
Athens Area: The working class neighborhood of Daphne
Decor: comfortable kitsch
Service: Warm, friendly, enthusiastic
Wine List: good, Italian
Prices: 35-46 euro per person
Address: 64 Ethn. Makariou str., Daphne, Tel.: 2109021118
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