That's Italian

Tonight the family had the good fortune to dine at Carraba's Italian Grill with Jeff's parents. They were celebrating 47 years of marriage and invited us to join them for dinner, and what a great meal it was.

When we arrived, the parental units were happily ensconced at a table already laden with appetizers begging to be eaten. Fresh bread with olive oil and vinegar dipping sauce adorned one side of the spread while Caprese salad comprised of skewers filled with fresh mozzarella, cherry tomatoes, and strips of basil rested at the other end next to a bowl of beautiful (and tasty) pesto. Soon after our arrival, a plate of meat balls accompanied by dollops of ricotta cheese floating in a simmered-for-hours sauce and crusty bread strips appeared as well.

While nibbling all these goodies, beverages (including a lovely vodka martini with blue cheese stuffed olives) arrived and orders for the main course were taken including shrimp scampi, chicken marsala, manicotti, penne pasta, and chicken trio (a house specialty). Jeff had the trio which consisted of chicken marsala in a glaze that fairly glistened under the lights; some kind of chicken with ricotta cheese dolloped on top and finished with a lemony sauce; and a final piece of chicken in a mushroom basil sauce. The penne pasta I ordered was coated in  olive oil and tossed with marinated artichoke hearts, kalamata olives, strips of sun-dried tomatoes, and sauteed mushrooms; then topped with grated mozzarella. It was decadent. (Add to these soups and salads and you can imagine how stuffed each of us felt!)

Of course the best part of dinner is the conversation. We talked about work, school, upcoming events, etc. and had a great time. As a matter of fact, we had such a good time that the in-laws are coming for dinner Sunday evening. While I'm thinking we'll break out the china and have something yummy, the food is probably secondary to the wine they're bringing. Jeff's favorite is Gewurztraminer, and his parents have happened across a new brand they like even better than the one Jeff turned them on to. Thus, the reason for a good dinner is born. Do we really need any other?