We had done a lot of traveling and by the time we checked in and washed up, we were pretty exhausted. A quick check of the hotel restaurant revealed shockingly expensive dinner fare and poor reviews online. So, we decided to take a stroll around town and sit down at the first decent-looking place.
We ended up at Restaurang Spot, a cozy-looking, lived-in, authentic-feeling Italian restaurant. It was packed, but, we were fortunate to have good timing and arrive just as a table opened up. Their claim-to-fame was their wood-fired pizza but, I was not in the mood for pizza after a long day. I just wanted something robust, warm, and comfortable to settle myself in for the rest of the night.
I ordered a "Pasta con Carne" which, on the menu looked promising. Oxtail, a bit of cream, onions, mushrooms, peppers, and red wine does sound like a rib-sticking, hearty dish that comforts the weary body.
Unfortunately, I chose wrongly.
Superficially, the presentation was not bad. The fettuccine looked to be served with ample sauce and chunks of beef, peppers, and cheese with a bit of arugula sprinkled for color on top. The arugula was fresh, the sauce was dark red, and there was a bit of steam coming off of the dish.
The first warning sign was that the dish really didn't smell like much. In my experience, good Italian sauce is fragrant—almost like aromatic solace.
The moment I took my first bite, I knew that this dish was going to be a disappointment.
The pasta was soggy; it was cooked way past being al dente. In fact, it was slightly mushy and a bit grainy in texture and very pasty in flavor. The sauce was almost flavorless. It just tasted of overcooked tomatoes with salt. The beef was not soft and the flavor was reminiscent of cardboard. And worst of all, the peppers were cut into chunks too large to chew comfortably with the pasta and it was uncooked.
When bell peppers are uncooked (or barely cooked), they have this nice, sharp, fresh, juicy, flavor that almost bursts from the pepper itself. This is wonderful if making a salad, but not wonderful in a hot, flavorless sauce. The juice from the pepper just bursts out and dilutes the creaminess of the sauce and thins it. It's totally the wrong type of texture and flavor one would expect to find in an Italian pasta.
I ended up covering the dish with black pepper, and washing the food down with gulps of water.
After all, I needed to eat.
We headed back to the hotel, tuckered out, and wearily fell into bed ready for a long day tomorrow.