Ado - Restaurant Review

The essence of Italian is always based within the passion of the beholder. As the warm candelight envelops the upper catacombs of Ado in Venice, Califor

nia, the murmur of voices spills throughout the closely minded tables as the brisk smells of tantalizing dishes waif throughout the two story structure.

The inset provided a balance of pasta that stirred the soul. The sweetness and unexpected ping of a pumpkin filled ravioli, rich in its countenance, contrasted the tart but bold heartiness of parpadelle topped with a spicy essence of quail.

However, it was red beet linguini that truly enticed with its tangy effervescent heartiness.

Another surprising and welcome glint of knowing was reflected in the sublime foie gras, the duck simply sliding off the tongue with the hint of mango surrounding it, all the while, the light flickering back the grilled sear of its vision.

The main course provided a cross section of both fish and meat with the former barely edging out its latter. The salmon, replete with a marinated skin that melted in the mouth, was supplemented by a beautiful potpourri of eggplant that was simply divine.

In paradox, the filet mignon, deep and juicy, highlighted by a soft, creamy spinach only added to the progression as the cleansing connecting the two allowed for a bit of both sides as the desserts made their way into play.

While a panicola, descibed as “cheesecake but not cheesecake” offered an alternate vision, it was the creamy manicotti, smooth in its delivery, that truly wowed in the final thought, its wistful bounty utterly solidifying the dinner.Ado, hidden away within the auspice of Venice, benefits from both its intimate, slick but charming setting balanced by the enthusiasm and approachability of its staff combined with an inate sense of spontaniety and flavor in its culinary offerings.