"A Fantasy of Fresh! I 'm now asking myself, Self, HOW did you NOT know about this place? After 20+ years of unknowingly driving past this place of sumptuous repast! I 'm just humbled that I finally arrived at this bona fide little side of Italy! Door closing behind me, this portal transported me to a place of deli case and bakery tastes directly off the piazza. A floor to ceiling feeling of venturing into a world of wonder. Immersed in authenticity aromas that delicately teased, I was set to roam free! Standing spellbound in this deli/bakery/eatery, I fumbled in my pockets, looking for my passport. Had I found passage on a tramp steamer that landed me on the shores of the Tyrrhenian Sea? We shall see.... Accompanied by a dear friend, our Maestro of the Mangia was the likeable Signor Darren. This man of Italy provided many insights into the possibilities to consider. Mouthwatering descriptions of the mingling of spices, vegetables, pastas and doughs, sauces and such. His guidance was the appetizer to our entrees. After all, a meal is the entire experience! Mentored to a high degree of seasoned neophyte curiosity, I set my sights on a whimsical choice. I chose Chicken Parmesan as my across the ocean potion. To indulge in this dish was my logic. Humbly traditional faire elevated to a new plateau. I was NOT disappointed. As Darren slid the bubbling bevy of ooey gooey rhapsody in front of me, hints of happiness hit my senses. Freshness cannot be masked. Cannot be duplicated with a bouquet of bottled bounce. Each twirl of the tines released the intended response of a talented Chef. I was finding new ways to express myself, in the universal language of epicurean delight. My buon amica? She ordered a complex culinary culmination, as depicted by Darren. A spinach dough ravioli, etc, etc, etc..... Her dish was as light, bright and flavorful as the picture painted for her. I will say that I could sip and sup, waste the day away in this charming Space Coast trattoria. A place that brings one close to being there...."
