You know me, if there’s two things I like, it’s Italian food…and putting big round things in my face. The bigger the better, bro! So when I heard that Scaddabush, this funky local Italian chain, was serving up some massive meatballs, I knew I had to check it out. They call this one the Straight Up Meatball—and they’re definitely not kidding!
So, you’ve got a great big pile of meat, served on a crostini, with tomato sauce, a three-cheese blend and some fresh basil? Shut the back door! I could probably pound half a dozen of these…but then I wouldn’t have room for pizza:
This smoked bacon and egg pie is like breakfast, lunch and dinner…all rolled into one! You’ve got thick chunks of bacon, not one, but two fresh cracked eggs, some mushrooms, and these red hot chili peppers, cuz we prefer the shade. This is one messy pizza, with the egg running all over the place – but you know what I say, if it ain’t messy, it ain’t tasty!!!!
So, I haven’t really done Summerlicious this year, cuz I’ve been eating at Front Street Foods pretty much every day. But I had never been to Scaddabush before, and they were offering up a three-course meal for 28 bucks, which is a lot less than I spent that one time at that funky Japanese joint with the sushi boats. Now, I was gonna spend my Friday night cranking Gary Numan and watching the Jays on TV…and it turns out, you can do that at Scaddabush, and eat Italian food, too!
Now, I loves me some bruschetta, and here they kick it up a notch with avocado and goat cheese. You’ve got a lotta crunch from the focaccia bread, a nice zesty tomato, creamy avocado and some richness from the chèvre. I could probably eat, like, six of these…
Now, I don’t normally put cheese on fish, but when they’ve got fresh-grated parm, I can’t resist. This snapper had a nice pan-seared crust, the fish was flaky, but what really makes it was the fresh squeezed lemon. They can squeeze my lemon any time!
And finally, for dessert, was this too-legit-to-quit tiramisu. These ladyfingers were nice and creamy, with a whole lotta espresso and a nice kick of cocoa. Somebody call Nic Cage, cuz this dessert was gone in 60 seconds, son!