Posts tagged ‘Pasta’
An old school dining establishment doesn’t need a website, so the Ciro on Militärstrasse doesn’t have one. From the outside it looks like a crummy restaurant, but walking up the steps, the Michelin bleu sign helps in overcoming any doubts. The clientele is rather traditional and during lunch a lot of the people seem to be regulars. Looking at the menu they pride themself on pasta which is made fresh on a daily basis. Before trying the pasta I start of with some bruschette with bottarga (dried and compressed fish eggs). It was ok, the bottarga tasted the way it should, but the salad decoration was a bit too much. More interesting were the four different types of pasta. First of all I would have appreciated if I was briefly told what I was eating. The pasta was soft and delicate. Especially the linguine were commendable, the americans which are very good at naming things, would have been right to call them angel hair. I liked the salvia ravioli, but wasn’t quite sure what the green and the red filled pasta was. Especially the red one was too heavy. Looking at the sauces the pasta was literally drenched in butter, not especially kind on my cholesterol level….. The place has good homemade pasta and everything is cooked in a very traditional way. Certainly a good place to go to if you miss the old days.
Speaking of the old days – after lunch I watched Hugo Koblet pedaleur de charme. What a heartfelt, touching and moving movie! I think something got into my eye towards the end of the film…. I recommend this to anyone (basic swiss german listening a plus)
Lunch for one:
We grabbed lunch at a place with white tablecloths, the Mezzo Ristorante Pizzeria in one of the blandest parts of Zurich, called Binz. Having lunch outside of Mezzo however is great, you can watch the railroad crossing gates open and close as the Uetliberg bahn drives by. Funny thing was, that by chance the train broke down for a couple of minutes and watching the agitated drivers in the car was fun.
There are three lunch menus (vegetarian, meat and special) but I opted to choose something from the menu. There’s a section called Pasta fatte in casa, which I guess means “Fat Pasta in da house” and is the battle cry of urban italian hip hopper. I opted for Gnocchi alla sorentina, which is Gnocchi with a tomato sauce and cream. The dish looked okay and tasted the same. I’m sure that my dining colleague from Riviera would get it done the same way. The cheese on top of it was nice, I’m not totally convinced that those Gnocchis were homemade and the sauce was normal. Nothing to complain but it didn’t keep me from watching the Uetlibergbahn, no excitement. Maybe I should have tried a pizza – since Radio 24 says they have some of the best in town, but then again why should I trust a hyperactive disc jockey playing Tokio Hotel in the middle of the afternoon.