Make Me Wanna Slap Yo' Mama Mia!

I never need an excuse to eat out but on Saturdays I claim that I don't want to cook and thus, therefore we gatta go out to eat :-).  I know, I'm so freakin' clever right?  Anyways a few months ago, my husband and I were on a search for something to eat.  We were driving around playing our usual game of  "What do you want to eat?"  The conversation usually went like this:


Me: (said for the 90th time since I last ate) "I'm hungry."
Jamaal: "What do you want to eat?"
Me: "It doesn't matter, I'm going to die."
Jamaal: "So I could stop on the road for some dirt?"
Me: "You make me sick.  Also, I'm hungry."
Jamaal: "What do you want?"
Me: "I don't know, what do you want?"
Jamaal: "NAHDIA!"
Me: "Don't yell at me, I'm hungry..."
Jamaal: "........"
Me: "Iloveyou."


I think you get the picture.  So this one Saturday was like the others where we began to drive in the general direction of our home.  We decided to take West Bay St. and head down the Cable Beach Strip to see if we would see somewhere we would like to eat. As we got ready to go around the round-a-bout near Starbucks I spotted a little Italian Restaurant we'd been threatening to try.  So I said to Jamaal, let's go there.  To my surprise he said, "Sure!".   So we pulled up to Capriccio Ristorante.  We walked inside and took in the cozy atmosphere.  It reminded me of the Italian Restaurant Jamaal & I dined in on our honeymoon in Paris.  I instantly fell in love with it. 


Now, being the food snob that I am I always think of the worst when I try a new place.  However we were here and I wanted to give Capriccio a chance.  For an Italian place the wine list left much to be desired.  We ordered the best of the worst, a cheap blush and went on to the food menu.  My eyes went to the Cheese Tortellini in a Mushroom Red Cream Sauce.  I was sold.  Anything made with heavy cream is hard to mess up.  Jamaal  got the Chicken Alfredo.  We waited, sipped our wine and ate delicious garlic bread. 


Finally the moment of truth was here.  The dish that would decide if I would come back.  I actually told our waitress that I love to eat and if the food tasted good I would tell everyone and put it as my status on FB. (If I may, I would like to ask you to imagine this moment in slow motion.)  She set the plate down in front of me, I immediately smiled.  It looked gooooood.  I picked up my fork, sprinkled some Parmesan on top, put the first bit into my mouth and LORD HAVE MERCY!  Just thinking about it has me hot AND bothered.  It.was.perfect.  The tortellini was  perfectly al dente.  Each bite broke the soft seal that held the most perfectly seasoned pillow of delicious cheeses.  This heavenly goodness was covered in the most rich tomato and cream sauce.  I ate it ALL.  It was so good!  As I looked across the table at my love his eyes were closed with delight.  His apparently did not let down either.


We left Capriccio that evening vowing to not only come back, but to tell everyone to go there also.  And I kept my promise, I spoke of the restaurant in my status as soon as I got home.  If you are ever in the area, you must stop by and taste what is the best pasta I have had to date.  Sadly now I wish I hadn't written this because now I want some for lunch and I have no way of getting it :-(.  Perhaps some husband or Soror or friend reading this will feel sorry for me and bring me some...perhaps. :-(


TTYL Sugarbutts!


Oh and P.S. I'm hungry.


Capriccio Ristorante