Forgive the awful 3G iPhone photo (not even 3Gs, get with it Jimmy!), but I have to mention my meal at Aria last night. It was the type of meal where I woke up excited because I thought I had leftovers, only to realize I had dreamt that I had leftovers. Some people have wild sex dreams, I have leftover veal schnitzel dreams.
But oh what a preparation of veal it was. The so called “summer” veal schnitzel was prepared very much like veal milanese; a thin cutlet of crunchy pan fried veal topped with arugula, soft and amazing room temperature heirloom tomatoes, and parmesan shavings. Not complicated, but executed with precision. Which really could have been the theme of the whole meal. Every dish I tried wasn’t over thought, but was excellent. Lemon ricotta ravioli was firm and vibrant, bursting with fresh lemon flavor. The beet salad presentation was impecable, the flavors deftly balanced by the small slices of orange.
In addition, or server Mario provided some of the best and adaptive service I can recall.
I’ll be back. Just as soon as my credit card cools down a bit.