Caffe Cicheti’s Al Fresco Tables

I love it that Caffe Cicheti’s sheltered outdoor area welcomes dogs. (They have a permit.) Rain or shine, we’ll be able to make it to our table by the agreed reservation time. We get good pasta, and a decent dinner. The wines are okay, and the choices of beers are terrible. That night, we only had two options of beer from Red Dot Brewery, both of which are IPAs. Zzzzzz. Nope. I thought I heard a yuzu saison, but never mind. If you want good beer, just go across to The Alchemist Beer Lab before or after dinner (the beer bar also has air coolers circulating at its outdoor area; cool enough).

The dog was still shaking a little at this 'outdoor space'. Ah well, she has to learn to manage it. I have no idea what she's fearful of. We'll see. She was less scared when she hid under our chairs. At least she didn't stand and shake and pant all the way through. She did lie down, and that's always a positive indicator of fear levels. 

Ahhh, be warned that the gigantic screen above the area flashes useless ads and public service messages, and that light, with all its color changes, is rather annoying to people who’re photo-sensitive or epileptic. The restaurant didn’t put air coolers for its al fresco area, so it was a tad stifling since the breeze is inconsistent and doesn’t come through. It’s hot in the evenings and crazy hot at brunch. At least for all the times we come at dinner, there seem to be few people opting to dine outdoors. We seem to be the only table. At most one other table of two or three. Heh. 

Tonight the man and I shared the pasta of pesto spaghetti, and duck ragù in red wine tortiglioni with fennel seeds and torched cheese. Of course the man had to have some meat. It came in the form of seared Iberico pork with granny smith apples and kale. I was actually keen on dessert — the olive oil cake with lemon thyme and vanilla gelato. I really liked Caffe Cicheti’s version.