Dinner in Soho

Last night, I went to dinner at Aurora, an Italian restaurant in the Soho section of New York City. The restaurant is on Broome Street in between Broadway and Thompson. It was a little difficult to find with only a black banner hanging above its entrance, but our search was rewarded with a delicious meal in a modern rustic setting. After ascending a small staircase outside, we entered a dimly lit space with exposed brick and duct work. The Goth looking hostess, dressed in a red mini and thick grey tights, quickly seated us. Our table was hard to access in its cozy corner, and it was impossible to talk to everyone at the table. Nevertheless, I was entranced by the tea lights in small brown paper bags and the place mats made of brown butcher paper, and I quite enjoyed the food.

Our waiter started us off with a basket of focaccia and olive bread which we dipped in olive oil infused with pine nut and anise. Wow, what a great olive oil! Since I was eating with a group of people I didn't really know (except for my good friend Sam), I didn't take photographs of all the dishes, but others seemed to enjoy their salads and pasta. My pasta, i Malfatti, was quite delicious, dumplings made with crunchy kale and sheep's milk ricotta topped with butter, sage and shaved parmesan. I ate every bite.