Tonight we went to Drago, an Italian restaurant in Santa Monica known for it's authentic Italian cuisine and modern decor. We ordered the burrata with heirloom tomato, aged balsamic and basil to start - DELISH! I would even go as far as to say the burrata rivaled that of the likes of a little restaurant called Mozza. That's right, I said it.
We then shared the tortelloni filled with pumpkin sage, butter and parmesan cheese. There were huge fried sage leaves in the dish which were delish. I am a glutton for anything creamy and terrible for me. Basically, if it looks like a stomach ache, I'll love it.
Brian always accuses me of liking various fowl-like pheasant and duck because they taste like red meat. This is funny to him because I haven't (knowingly) eaten red meat (or pork) since the 7th grade. That's 13 years, thank you very much. He says I secretly love red meat and eat it "by accident" whenever I can. This is a total fallacy. My twelve-year-old self gave up red meat/pork as a political statement and although the reasoning has changed to more of a health conscious/semi-religious inspired decision, the dietary self-restrictions remain the same.
All in all our evening was awesome. Another romantic date night for the Santa Monica Luskeys!