Bruno's on Fourth
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So after spending a few educational hours at a Quilt Show
in Healdsburg with June, we took another Sonoma County backroad trip
into Santa Rosa, again with June, in tow, to go to Bruno's on Fourth
St., located across the street from the Goodwill on Fourth. It was a
little after five, and being the first of two Restaurant Weeks for the
local restaurants throughout Sonoma County, with their prix fixe
menues, and to tell you the truth, I was happy that I had made
reservations, seeing as this place only seats 35 people.Talk about a
hole in the wall, or the eight ball in the corner pocket, but you get
the jist of the matter.
As we do, we perused the menu, though I had already
decided on what I wanted, having downloaded the menu and studied it ad
nausuem, so when it was time for us to order, we had the gig down and
took the engine number 9 right on down the line.
For appetizers we took out some calamari, which had some
beautiful and tasty cocktail and homemade tartar sauce, and just had a
wonderful crunchy texture, along with the nice freshness of the squish
of the squid itself, both body parts and tentacles. Next we had these
wonderful crab and shrimp cakes that had been rolled in ball shapes
littered with two wonderfully citrus sauces, breaded and deep fat
fried and accompanied with a nice mixed green salad tossed in a citrus
vinagrette, which opened up and cleansed the palette, easily pairing
with the meaty texture of the crab and shrimp with out the textures
associated with typical filler ingredients.
Joyce and June both ordered Harry's clam chowder, which
was very creamy, and I know it should be very clammy, as it were, with
delightful little chunks of potato to balance the creamyness with the
little bits of apple smoked bacon that crossed over the diversities
implanted in your taste buds.
For the mains, Joyce had pancetta wrapped grilled prawns
that came with risotto in a saffron cream sauce. Believe you me the
flavors that crossed over our palates mixing the pancetta with the
saffron cream was extroidinary and well worth the slow washing that
followed the initial hit on your tongue. I had oven roasted pork
tenderloin, with slices of apple that was smothered in a ginger apple
glaze, and a potato croquette that was filled with bleu cheese drizzle
that was out of this world. June got a crab filled fetticine with
artichoke hearts, avocadoes and tomatoes, which she was very happy
with, though I don't think Joyce or I got a bite of that. She had
enough left over to eat for lunch and dinner tomorrow.
Lastly we indulged in what they called an ice cream
sandwich, that was two chocolately brownies, with a vanilla ice cream
scoop in the middle, with a sprinkling of Reese's peanut butter chips
and both carmel and chocolate drizzles slithering all over the plate.
Other than the visuals, I can only tell you that you must, if nothing
else hits it out of the park for you in this culinary diatribe, you
have to try this delicacy. This type of thing never goes out of style
and leaves you with wide eyes and a bushy tail, like one of the three
little pigs, all the way home.
So for the first Saturday in the Month of March, we
have had a very satiating day, filled with history, culture and flavor
profiles that carry most of what you are into the future, leaving the
memories to a later date, giving Steven your Road Trip and Culinary
Companion time to kick back and wonder where the long and winding road
will take him next, Child, joining any ripples in the pond that are
left after this adventure, a fond farewell.
in Healdsburg with June, we took another Sonoma County backroad trip
into Santa Rosa, again with June, in tow, to go to Bruno's on Fourth
St., located across the street from the Goodwill on Fourth. It was a
little after five, and being the first of two Restaurant Weeks for the
local restaurants throughout Sonoma County, with their prix fixe
menues, and to tell you the truth, I was happy that I had made
reservations, seeing as this place only seats 35 people.Talk about a
hole in the wall, or the eight ball in the corner pocket, but you get
the jist of the matter.
As we do, we perused the menu, though I had already
decided on what I wanted, having downloaded the menu and studied it ad
nausuem, so when it was time for us to order, we had the gig down and
took the engine number 9 right on down the line.
For appetizers we took out some calamari, which had some
beautiful and tasty cocktail and homemade tartar sauce, and just had a
wonderful crunchy texture, along with the nice freshness of the squish
of the squid itself, both body parts and tentacles. Next we had these
wonderful crab and shrimp cakes that had been rolled in ball shapes
littered with two wonderfully citrus sauces, breaded and deep fat
fried and accompanied with a nice mixed green salad tossed in a citrus
vinagrette, which opened up and cleansed the palette, easily pairing
with the meaty texture of the crab and shrimp with out the textures
associated with typical filler ingredients.
Joyce and June both ordered Harry's clam chowder, which
was very creamy, and I know it should be very clammy, as it were, with
delightful little chunks of potato to balance the creamyness with the
little bits of apple smoked bacon that crossed over the diversities
implanted in your taste buds.
For the mains, Joyce had pancetta wrapped grilled prawns
that came with risotto in a saffron cream sauce. Believe you me the
flavors that crossed over our palates mixing the pancetta with the
saffron cream was extroidinary and well worth the slow washing that
followed the initial hit on your tongue. I had oven roasted pork
tenderloin, with slices of apple that was smothered in a ginger apple
glaze, and a potato croquette that was filled with bleu cheese drizzle
that was out of this world. June got a crab filled fetticine with
artichoke hearts, avocadoes and tomatoes, which she was very happy
with, though I don't think Joyce or I got a bite of that. She had
enough left over to eat for lunch and dinner tomorrow.
Lastly we indulged in what they called an ice cream
sandwich, that was two chocolately brownies, with a vanilla ice cream
scoop in the middle, with a sprinkling of Reese's peanut butter chips
and both carmel and chocolate drizzles slithering all over the plate.
Other than the visuals, I can only tell you that you must, if nothing
else hits it out of the park for you in this culinary diatribe, you
have to try this delicacy. This type of thing never goes out of style
and leaves you with wide eyes and a bushy tail, like one of the three
little pigs, all the way home.
So for the first Saturday in the Month of March, we
have had a very satiating day, filled with history, culture and flavor
profiles that carry most of what you are into the future, leaving the
memories to a later date, giving Steven your Road Trip and Culinary
Companion time to kick back and wonder where the long and winding road
will take him next, Child, joining any ripples in the pond that are
left after this adventure, a fond farewell.
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