Spago is as fine as it gets!
Slinging in varieties of fresh pastas, grilled game affairs with some sublime seafood, a through wine selection to easily the best desserts in the city,this little dream checks all the mustachioed boxes for what it means to be a great Italian restaurant.
A quaint little space spread across a single floor of nonchalant elegance, wooden sitting and rustic yet sophisticated furniture set across vibrant interiors and a warm vibe, Spago is the perfect date destination when in mood of wooing or just a place to head with family incase you’re looking for a laid back yet indulgent evening which is best washed down with bottomless glasses of sparkling wine.
The menu reads of a lavish luxurious spread of adept dishes as well the usual Italian suspects.
The feast begins with a lavish board of fresh hot buns and soft glistening focaccia served with warm butter that already upped my anticipation by being extremely fresh and well made.
The elaborate bread coarse is followed by a vegetarian delight of Funghi Arrosto roasted mushrooms on a bed of spinach and almonds smothered with a red pepper romanesco and cheese to keep the mouthgasm coming one after the other. This was a straight winner!
Feta Apple Salad is as good as a salad gets, extremely scrumptious with the right balance of sour balsamic, sweet sliced apple, crunchy lettuce and pine nuts brought alive with the creaminess of feta and tart sun dried tomatoes. Magnifique.
Crostini Pollo with herb chicken slathered on bread was considerably average as opposed to the other big flavoured dishes on the menu.
Grilled Prawns in herbs & lemon appear in all their glory, with a buttery sheen on the plump prawn meat that melts in a beautiful garlic medley on the palate.
In creamy contrast is the Ravioli di Spinaci fresh made stuffed with ricotta & spinach immersed in a velvet tomato Parmesan sauce, al dente and delicate, seasoned with dried Italian herbs.
Much to my amazement, I’d still not eaten the culinary magic of Spago until I reached the last course of dessert which could have easily and successful been a meal in itself. Possibly two of the best desserts in Delhi, outright, and that coming from a person who is extremely persnickety about the sweet treats.
Creme brûlée is divine, light and fluffy vanilla custard camouflaged under the sugar glass that cracks open like bright sunshine after a rainy day and tastes of all things heavenly and delicious. Technique and taste on point.
Torta Royale is inexplicable in many ways!
A warm white chocolate & mascarpone cake lying on crunchy praline caramel and more dense chocolate, this one is the dessert that kills, quite literally.
As you proceed into cutting this beauty, it oozes out lashes of creamy chocolate and lies seductively on the glisten of sweetness and tastes so bloody good, it should be made illegal! Intense, rich and worth every bit of the million calories it entails.
Spoon, open mouth, eat, repeat, until the ceramic plate is scraped clean and retains its former clarity.
Save this one for a special occasion because you will end up splurging on some fine Italian affair and selective wine in a pristine ambience and flavours that will stay with you for months to come, for the least!
Cost/ person: Rs 1500-2000
Will I visit again? Yes.