Eggplant Parm and a Pep

I went out Saturday with my shorty for a fun day filled with ice skating, pool, and a movie. In the middle of all of this, we stopped for two meals, the first at a mediocre French place for brunch, and the other at a glorious Italian spot call Casa Nonna.

Located on 38 street between 8th and 9th avenue, this cozy spot is deceivingly massive and is split up into multiple sections. When we approached the hostess, we were told the dining room was booked for the next two hours and our only option was to sit at a high top in the lounge area, which was a pretty sweet spot.

After looking through the menu, my eye was immediately caught by eggplant parm, because it’s the second best of all the parms and I gave up chicken parm for lent.

When the food arrived, it looked fantastic and tasted even better. The highlight, I have to say, was the spaghetti pomodoro. This homemade pasta, topped with a delicious tomato sauce that is the perfect balance of sweet and savory, was absolutely perfect. The first bite is like that scene in Ratatouille when Anton Ego eats Remy’s dish and is so smitten that his mind travels to another time and place.

The eggplant itself made me feel like I was sitting in a real Italian Grandma’s house eating her family’s secret recipe.

After leaving, we truly understood why the reservation book was so full. If you’re in midtown and craving Italian, you have to try Casa Nonna.