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Villasimius | Dining & Nightlife | Food & DrinksAugust 19, 2016

Ohhh Sufurreddu

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Our stay at Cala Caterina is nice, tranquil and in that spot the sea is absolutely crystal clear. Our bedroom suite faces a large green loan where you can see the horizon nestled around  a pineta of centenary tress. The food unfortunately was nothing to write on this magazine about except for Gabriella the maitre d and the service of the staff who showed enormous amount of good will. But at some point if you can't differentiate  the taste between an orata and a branzino it's time to look  to satisfy  your appetite after long days of sea and sun somewhere else.

We are told about this place called Su Furreddu.  There are two of them. They belong to a family from Piemonte who moved a few years ago to Villasiumius ( who could blame them)  to open their very successful establishments amongst the locals. And of course I learned this years ago if you eat like and where the  locals go you have nothing to worry about the quality of the menu. We first chose to  the one in viale dei Cipressi, a  geranium filled terrace under olive  and cypress . I ask my husband to park the car right in front the small cancello made of rocks , it's  five o clock almost sunset and we are told to book well in advance if we wish to have a table during the high season. As I make my way in I am almost bumped into red shirt waiters hands filled with succulent lobster's pastas, french fries, and all sorts of other dishes I cannot see on time. I ask for the person that will help me with my tomorrow booking. " Un'attimo prego signora …."(Just a moment please madam) a barman  shouts a little loud from the end of the small entrance with  a continuously ringing cashier and a large refrigerated glass window that featured local desserts   fragole di bosco, ( mixed berries from the woods) profiteroles, tiramisu, baba al rum, seeds, 9 traditional sardinian fritters, wanna cotta and you name it. We are finally able it to book a reservation for tomorrow 9 PM,  tavolo 55 under an olive tree. We are journalists and we will be introduced to the owner 'wife who is in charge of this location.

8.45 we are back and famished. I am trying as much as I can to remember all I wanted to eat yesterday while I was waiting to book  our table but I am distracted by the long line of  tanned, very tanned women , men, children and grandparents waiting on the street sidewalk to hopefully have  a family dinner.

Antonella, blonde a little chubby greets us with a lovely smile and a block note in her hand. " Benvenuti! Giornalisti? " We nod discretely mouthwatering  as more dishes pass by . I read the menu and let her know that would like to start with the antipasti. Antonella says no, she refuses to accept my order. She will tell me what my husband and I will eat tonight. Apart from no shell fish and crustaceous, plates will come one after the other and I will let her know my opinion after. I look at my husband and sincere have no choice we accept her deal. A marvelous fresh Tuna fish carpaccio makes a first entry on a large plate with two yellow lemon quarters black pepper and two forks . Speechless, it feels like butter to us, a waitress smiles and asks the permission to bring  a lightly pan fried marinated salmon  with dill, and  delicious Alici freshe marinate, Italian white  anchovies marinated in sunflower oil  and  cured in vianger.  "sottaceto" .

We feast in silence . Around us in the room, red and white checkers tablecloths tables are by now in less than half an hour all taken. An oven baked pizza flavored with fresh porcini mushrooms is displayed in the center of our table, next to the two almost frozen Peroni beers. We work on that in less than 10 minutes because my husband's pecorino ravioli al pistacchio  are waiting to be replaced by his empty plate. I explode in laughter wandering how he is going to deal with that work of art. Antonella is back and inquires with the usual smile how we are doing so far. In her hand my favorite local speciality in the world , spaghetti all bottarga. Yes . Like cilantro or sea urchin, bottarga is a taste you either love or hate.  The al dente pasta dressed with fruity olive oil and dusted with amber-gold grated bottarga and fresh parsely tastes like summer on my plate . The cured mullet roe's is one of its kind and the fish can be found in Sardinian waters. Bottarga is the creation of Phoenicians (Ancient Greek civilization), who used the Mullet eggs as an ingredient. The Arabs were the ones responsible for spreading the Bottarga cuisine all around the Mediterranean. They regarded it as ‘Battarikh’, the caviar of the Mediterranean. Such widespread made the bottarga an expensive commodity even used as gift. (My good friend Mary Nigri's mum , Norma Nigri of the restaurant Il Quattrino,  prepares a very good one in Sao Paulo , the turkish way, it's a little darker and whenever she can sends the preparation to New York .) We are practically full for the next three days but how can we miss dessert? In this place it's a sin! New to us the  Su Furred version of a tiramisu with several layers of chocolate fudge topped with roasted hazelnuts,  the so called Mascarpino. 

3.500 calories later and a total of 49 euros we embrace Antonella dearly grateful for such a divine experience and yes, we promise to visit Roberto her husband 's restaurant with the same name at the  Marina. We will get the best table overlooking the boats and the surrounding mountains. We book for  the day after, and the day after that .

Joelle's Tips:

Su Forreddu restaurant

Address : via degli oleandri 8/a porto turistico

Villasimìus 09049  Phone: +39 070 797045

Address: 2 Viale Dei Cipressi, Villasimius, CA 09049, Italy Phone: +39 070 790001

Il Quattrino restaurante

Rua Oscar Freire, 506 Jardim Europa , Sao Paulo , Brazil

Phone:+55 (11) 30680319

           

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