Poezja...

I'm sorry to have to disappoint but sadly couldn't think of a more creative title for this post...

Firstly, I'd like to thank Jasmina (again) for recommending me this restaurant :) And hello to the rest of her family, if they are reading this :) That was a bit creepy... moving on, I'd also like to say hi to Milena, Chan, Iiris, Rachel, Sabrina and awesomely enough- to a few Princetonians! Now that my creepy and lame moment has passed,  let's go on to the food.

Oh wait! One last thing! I once mentioned seeing an 8-year-old play tennis better than me (cringe), well guess what- last Sunday, me and my brother were the only people at the court under the age of eight...ty five. And yes, they all played better than I did. I should have another blog "Ifailattennis.blogspot.com"  But they were good. I'm not joking,  they kicked behind (my mum forbid me from swearing on the internet, or anywhere for that matter). Like ninja grandpas. But what made me feel better was constantly tricking my brother into missing a ball by pointing upwards and saying things like "LOOK! A DISTRACTION!" and my personal favourite "Ohmygod, WHY IS THAT ELEPHANT WEARING A TUTU"
That got him to turn away and get hit by the ball. Twice.

Okay I'm done... Wait... One last last thing, just a note on the side I just re-read some of my posts, and they're all incredibly cheesy. (Hahahahahahaha :D Get it? It's a food blog, and it's CHEESY. Thank you to Chan, for pointing that out and providing us with this super cool joke. Almost as good as my jokes :P) Especially my Zen Jazz Bistro one. I'll try to tone it down a bit... Also, another thing I noticed, the quality of my pictures are slowly getting worse and worse, and from now on I'm going to try and take more pictures during the day, when the lighting is better... or get a new camera (subtle hint directed at my mum, who reads my blog because I'm cool)

Finally! We get to the actual restaurant bit.

Arriving at the restaurant was a moment of success for my family and I. We hadn't got lost!  The glowing "Poezja" sign welcomed us in, as well as the promise of an unforgettable dinner.

The whole interior design made me feel like I was in an authentic Italian restaurant. Slightly rustic, and very cozy, not one of those overrated "hotspot" type of places. Just a place where you can enjoy some good food and time out with your family and friends.

A surprise guest:

Meet...

Mr. Mozzarella and Tomato Tower... Man

 He's very short, as you can see (but don't mention it, he's very sensitive about his height) and likes to keep up with the latest trends- check his awemazing (Definition: Mindblowingly awesome. A portmanteau of awesome and amazing. Coined by Phan Vu Hong Linh.) basil hat... Nah, I joke, I joke, it's not a man.
It's my granny.

 Okay, seriously, this was brought to us while we were waiting for our dishes. At first we thought they were trying to trick us into buying it. Well I thought they were trying to trick us into buying it. I'm still not so sure...
Back to the subject, my whole family loved this. Especially my parents, who think cheese is the source of all good in the world. It was light, fresh, and made me wish summer was here. Summer...

This was accompanied by:

Bread basket 

(Try to ignore my brother, by the way. He refused to move while I was the taking the picture.)
A bread basket soon arrived, following the "amuse-bouche" . All the breads cozily nestled inside were freshly baked (I think). Again, my family was thrilled, even more so when we discovered how well the breads tasted with the olive oil provided on the table. My dad in particular liked this ( he ate like half of it, plus all the crusts me and my brother had left)

Pappardelle with Duck in Rosemary Sauce

I made the picture X-Large, to emphasize how amazing this was. The picture isn't so great, I have to admit, but the actual dish was really was fantastic. This was sadly my mom's dish (though that didn't stop me from eating more than half of it)
 The pieces of duck were incredibly soft and completely soaked in the rosemary sauce, which I loved. I never tried rosemary before (double cringe)  but if that's how it really tastes like, I'll start eating it by itself.
Maybe not, I would probably get indigestion or something. I also have to add that this dish made me fall in love with pappardelle- the noodles. They're kind of like "pho" noodles, but European. I got my mum to buy a packet the next day.

I didn't actually take this picture, I got it off Google...

 Mmmm. Pappardelle...

Next came my dish...

Ink Tagliolini with Salmon and fresh Pesto

 This blew me away. And best of all, it was mine. Since my last foodventure at Jazz Bistro, I have taken a liking to ink tagliolini. That plus pesto and salmon, made the dish seem even more irresistible. In the end I caved in and ordered it. All I can tell you is that it definitely wasn't a mistake. The fish was left to stand on its own, on the side, lightly seasoned, grilled, and thankfully not overcooked, yet still managing not to be sashimi. The pasta was ink black, as its name suggests, and as good as I remembered it being, with a hidden stash of pesto at the bottom. Pesto... I can honestly say this is one of my favourite foods ever. Red or green it doesn't matter. I adore it. Eat it with everything - bread, fries, meat, fish, by itself...  (@Mileena You said I have to eat something with garlic in it, here you go :) Pestohh!) Also, sitting at the bottom, waiting to be devoured by yours truly, were bright red cherry tomatoes.

Spaghetti with fresh Tomatoes, Parma Ham and Arugula

This was my brother's. Very simple, a culinary equivalent of a minimalistic, yet effective painting. And oh so very deceiving. At first, I was slightly disappointed at my brother's rather dull choice, but I changed my mind as soon as I tasted it. It was great----> Am running out of adjectives. The juice from the tomatoes and the melting cheese created a sort of sauce at the bottom. The parma ham added more sharpness to the "sauce" and also texture. Yum... Hats of to the chef for making something this simple, this good.

Saddle of Lamb in Pistachios

My dad's. The minute he saw lamb, his eyes lit up. This was a slight let down after last month's gorgeous lamb chops, but then again, there are very few things that can compare to the lamb chops. Still, it was good, extremely game-y  and juicy. For some reason, the pistachios were not there. Maybe they were under the vegetables... Too bad I didn't find it. It's a sad day when you have to play hide and seek with your food.


DESSERT. DESSERT. DESSERT. DESSERT.

 First time I ate chocolate souffle. So good... and fluffy. As this arrived, the whole table hushed. That's how orsome (Sadly, this word is not mine- Mr. Potter owns this one. Damn it) it was. Chocolate oozed out from the center, letting out a drool-inducing chocolate-y smell. It was like a bite of chocolate heaven, though I have to confess, I couldn't eat anymore, being a bit of a chocolate wuss. My brother on the other hand, shoveled it into his mouth. He finished it in around 5 seconds flat. Was I upset that he took it all for himself? Not really, I was too occupied with my BASIL ice cream.
This was the best. You'd think it would taste very strange, but it didn't. It was too good for words. Literally. I can't describe it. Though that might be because it's quarter past 1 and my brain is shutting down.

And if you're still there (which you're probably not), Yellow Milena, Conner, Chideraa, Omar ( I'm sorry if that's not your name. I hadn't heard properly and felt too embarrassed to ask Milena to repeat it...), Maddy and Brigitte!



             Restaurant Poezja
          
              Ul. Książęca 6
              Tel: 022 622 67 62
              e-mail: rezerwacje@poezja.waw.pl
             Opening hours: Monday - Friday: 12 - 23
                                     Saturday - Sunday: 14 - 22
             Website:http://www.poezja.waw.pl/



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I'm so very sleepy.