Pasta Beach, Boston

Pasta. Beach. Two things I love. Put them together and that makes three things I love.

Last night's meal was eaten at Boston's Pasta Beach restaurant, a great little spot right near Rowes Wharf. And when I say that their food is amazingly fresh and out-of-this-world delicious, I am by no means exaggerating. In fact, I think they need a disclaimer or something on their menu. You know, warning their patrons that they may never want to leave or eat anywhere/anything else ever again. Cause that's pretty much how I feel.

I've eaten here once before. For my sister's wedding rehearsal dinner. And that whole night was perfect. But I think because there was so much going on, I didn't focus so much on the food (shocking, yes). I was too busy catching up with cousins and friends, and being part of the wedding party. Between conversations, pictures, planning for the next 24 hours and all of its on-goings, etc., I took bites here and there but definitely didn't  appreciate the restaurant's creations fully.

Well thank goodness I had a take-2 yesterday evening.

With Mom as my dinner date, the two of us tucked in to glasses of perfectly crisp prosecco, and some fabulous food.

Our window seat boasted a pretty nice view of the city and clock tower too.

We opted for  Bruschetta Al Pomodoro to start.
Freshly baked bread topped with fresh tomatoes, basil, garlic, olive oil, and parmesean. 

 

Each bite consisted of the perfect blend of flavors and textures. It definitely set the bar high for what was to follow...

Now forget the poor quality of this photo (that's what I get for using my iPhone camera in a dimly lit place) and just take my word for it... 

This pasta is the holy grail of pasta dishes. 

It's their Tagliatelle agli Asparagi e Prosciutto. Fresh tagliatelle pasta with asparagus and Parma prosciutto in a light, parmigiano cream sauce.

It's lick-the-plate amazing.

See?

I could have had another ten servings of it.
But our next course arrived before I could order the restaurant's supply of it.

Next up was the Milanese di Pollo: breaded and fried chicken breast, topped with arugula, cherry tomatoes, and lemon.

I was worried that the chicken would be on the greasy side. But was pleasantly surprised at how light it was. The fresh ingredients that accompanied it balanced out the chicken perfectly.


This plate was also licked clean. Our waiter smiled knowingly as he took away our plates.

Complimentary almond biscottis were then brought out.

And like everything else, they were superb.

Filled to the brim, we already decided that we would forgo dessert. But that was before our waiter brought over the menu and tempted us with sinful Italian goodies.

It was difficult to narrow down and choose but after much consideration, we decided to split one of the gelato dishes.

 

Pistachio and vanilla gelato, swirled with chocolate sauce, topped with caramelized nuts.

And like those that came before it, this one was also licked clean. 

It was impossible to do otherwise. 

We waddled out of there, happy and stuffed...Promising that we'd go back to Italy soon, and to the gym the next day.

xo Belle