Brunetti, a tale of Nostalgia, good food and Italia!

From the second you walk into Brunetti’s you are under the influence of its atmosphere;

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brunetti-city-squareItalian, rustic, old school, savoury (feat; tomato and meat) countless sweets littering every window, and rustic woven baskets and old bottles littering the shelves! A geletaria, a cafe, a restaurant… it encompassed all! With savoury options starting from quick delicious bites of $9-11 foaccias to higher priced mains consisting of typical Italian fare: Pizza, pasta and of course pancetta abound! While having  a decent price bracket settling from $35-55 for two people (depending on types of dish ordered, you definitely get assured authentic quality. Hard not to, Brunettis success built itself of remaining true to its authentic Italian personality.

The ambiance of the place put you in the mind of an Italian soap opera – you got that old school charm from the tiled floor, the cafe/alcohol bar and of course the antique pictures on the wall. The crowd fit right in like a puzzle piece. While there was a large variety, there was always a group of older Italian men speaking Italian passionately spread throughout the place. The music, mostly consisted of old classic Italian hits…Mini-Italia indeed!

Even the style of ordering remained true to Italian style. Ordering in a place separate to collection, it reminded me of a method I had only encountered in Italy, from some eateries to service stations.

I chose a Chicken and Pancetta toasted focaccia and uno Cappacino!

The smell of it was divine – fresh bread, based on a Turkish style bread. The first taste is of the crunchy bread, followed by a immediate burst of succulent pancetta. That salty and delicious flavour was intermittent with the juicy authentic sun-dried tomatoes. The chicken taste lay low, a pleasant texture, but offering limited taste in favour of the cheese, sun-dried tomato and pancetta.

The overall tasting experience, strongly centring on these three overpowering ingredients reminded me of a toasted sandwich my mother used to make us on weekends. Sort of akin to the sunday food tradition, the nostalgic ritual of having toasted focaccias like this hit me close to home.

Similar to Sylvana,  I remember standing by my mothers side passing her ingredients to make  these common yet always memorable and  satisfying lunches.While coincidentally also on either Turkish like bread or Casa Lingua at times,  we sometimes used pancetta, or prscioutto and cheese but always sun-dried tomatoes, (always authentic Italian from a giant bottle we would always have in the fridge from the European import markets).

Being from a Croatian background, and having lived close to Italy and visiting it a few times this whole experience made me as if I would walk out and find myself in some small Italian town.

Next…the cappuccino was perfect! Again, it hit a nostalgic note – growing up our family activities always centred around going out for coffee whether it be in our home town or wherever our travels took us, a source of conversation and a ranking method.

Overall a beautiful Italian experience of culture, food and drink connected to my experience with my family and Italy.










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