Exploring the Senses
A good week ago, I went out on a dinner date with a family friend. I had no idea where we were going, but still I was excited. When we reached our destination it turned out to be some little hole in the wall restaurant in Redlands called Napoli’s Fine Italian. Now just by looking at the place, I was kind of iffy. It was one of the last buildings in a small plaza. The building was small, the walls were painted an off-set white (which have faded with the years), the sign outside wasn’t let up lit like its fellow neighboring stores, it was located almost directly right next to the freeway and to top it off, it looked closed. My friend Martin, insisted that the food was beyond delicious and to look past it’s looks. So I agreed and we walked in.
Now as soon as we walked in I was in complete awe. The restaurant had a very quiet and personal atmosphere. The decorations were beautiful almost elegant, one wouldn’t have guessed it was this nice inside just from the restaurants outside appearance. I could’ve sworn that I had walked right into a vineyard during harvest time. The saying, looks can be deceiving is very exact. As we were seated, the waiter was quiet the gentlemen. Had the softest voice I’ve ever heard. It wasn’t too soft but not too loud, even with all the chitter-chatter that was going around us I was still able to hear him offer the specials for the day, and if I was interested in selecting and sampling any wine. I was even able to hear this gentlemen’s voice over all the noise of the traffic from the freeway as well.
After we had ordered our food, the waiter insisted on sampling some of the Asti Spumoni White Moscoto champagne wine. Before we can agree, he poured us a glass each of the golden, sparkling wine. As we sipped our sparkling wine, bursts of strawberries and citrus accents danced on my tongue. The taste was so alluring, I had to have more but I waited for our dinner to arrive.
Before the waiter returned to our table...