CK organized lunch with LS and I so we could catch up and hear about L’s exciting Brazilian vacation. We ended up at Cafe Prague (see previous post) which has a nice bright and relaxed atmosphere with creative flourishes.
We arrived early and had our choice of seating, as it was pretty empty. They were playing Sinead O’Connor very loud, which made conversation difficult but lively.
While it was lovely to hear about Brazil and hang out with my girl friends, I really didn’t enjoy my food very much. I ordered a Pancetta and Provolone sandwich with Green Salad. The salad had large chunky pieces of red bell pepper and purple onion that were overbearing against the delicate spring mix, but everything was overwhelmed by the harsh balsamic dressing. It made my ears ring.
My sandwich was no better, the baguette was not too fresh to begin with and then overtoasted with charred edges, which painfully shredded the roof of my mouth and gums when I bit into it.
The pancetta was sliced very thick and had unpleasant rubbery stringy sections. I had to rearrange things as the pancetta was balled up in a wad in the center of the sandwich and then tried to scrape off the hard burnt crust, which was really too much effort. I ate half of the sandwich and threw the rest out.
Brazil sounded fantastic, Sinead was still great at yodeling, and at least I had good conversation and company. I’m adding the pancetta sandwich to my list of never agains… the roof of my mouth was still tender the next day.