Rosa Negra is an international restaurant that remains in Dardo Rocha 1918, against San Isidro Racecourse and
knew months ago that Black Rose was the ideal place to celebrate, hence the Tuesday I called the restaurant to book on Saturday at 21 a table for two, or more intimate and secluded as possible from the rest of the table. We arrived a little early because there was less traffic of the Pan-American thought. When parking, as I do not like giving my car to the valet parking (bad past experiences at renowned restaurants in San Isidro), park on the paved sidewalk outside the restaurant, right where the street ends
Se acerco un mozo con un delantal de cocina verde con rayas blancas que, mediando un “buenas noches”, nos entrego los menúes y una muy interesante carta de vinos, retirándose con el mimo sigilo con el que había aparecido. El menú es extenso, no por sus hojas, sino por su acertada explicación detallada de cada plato y variedad, con hojas un color amarillo azafrán muy claro que descansa la vista y una letra agradable y de fácil lectura. Este diseño lleva a que el comensal inevitablemente sea un ávido lector lleno de gusto ante el futuro (y asegurado) banquete. Hacia tiempo que no tardábamos both choice and spent an interesting time in this regard, which instinctively approached the waiter to order our drinks as we continued watching the endless odds and novel combinations that had so long and entertaining menu. Free water and one with gas, but the request to hold the bartender at the table to inquire about cocktails and long drinks in the house. To all this I already had made clear that fish and shellfish was the topic of focus, decided by the seafood casserole Japanese style. She chose a spaghetti with lamb, sundried tomatoes and mushrooms. Even without making the order, approached the bartender (with the same incredible secrecy which the youth) to our table, was present, told us that there is no list of drinks and offered to advise us with a very quiet voice, with our drink of choice. I came in advance and can not wait to finish a Negroni but succumbing (as always) for a Dry Martini, especially given the fact that Rosa Negra drinks must have been more than excellent and the chances of being defrauded were not covered. Across my desk, she asked for advice: I wanted a drink very very soft and not drink alcohol. He offered various soft drinks, fruit and nuts, but decided on one called Diva's they have sliced \u200b\u200bstrawberries, lime zest and Maracay. Retired barman our waiter appeared with an overflowing bread basket, the water and took our order, along with the order of entry that were 2 of the known, famous and pies tasted and back.
Exhausted, we are looking at the basket. Breadsticks, savory breads and a miniature croissants with spreadable cream that began to alleviate the wait while the details of the place is beginning to notice. The lighting was tricky and successful, the exposed brick walls, high ceiling, black and crisscrossed beams, together with the millimeter calibrated spots, generated a lax and private environment. Visual privacy pity that collapsed with terrible noise that was in the room. Fails to find any sound insulation and come to the conclusion that we were in a large Peruvian cajon, full of noise and only softened by music that appeared from time to time and managed to lower volume in the discussions generated at the tables. Lift your head and saw that were just large ventilation pipes, and the previously mentioned spots permeating ceiling beams. The windows were like big frames, broke the monotony of the ceiling height e tried to be imitated by the libraries in the interior walls. The era of synthetic fabric cloth (something that I could not believe) and napkin (thank god) of cotton. The centerpiece detail was excellent, a rose in a thin, rustic vase very similar to Fettuccine Mario but with a rustic touch that came with the worn brick walls and old biology books on the shelf sticking out the our side. The small dish with its own butter knife was also. Whether the table and stood us as it was 100% what you expect from a restaurant of this kind.
Suddenly came the drinks. The Diva's was presented a glass of whiskey but big, thick and large circumference (like a mojito). Attracted attention as strawberries mixed with the ice pieces and the detail galantísimo lime zest. That the Diva's elegance, the name suits him perfectly, one can hardly take your eyes off because it is terribly appealing.
- "How nice drink!" She said.
- "It's the calling Susana Gimenez every time he comes, the name of the drink is for her," the bartender replied no. Given
so notorious curiosity, we test each one's drink, followed by a smile of satisfaction both before and therefore my request to try the Diva's. At the moment you take it there is a chain of three separate flavors each for a period of three seconds: the first taste is of citrus, passion fruit is second, followed to the latter by a strong taste of fresh strawberries. So distrustful of mechanization, I returned to try and pass the same, really amazing. Diva's definitely in my top 3 of fruit drinks. That if I'm in doubt if I had a few drops of Cointreau in the mix. On the other hand, my drink was presented to an empty martini glass (also larger than normal, cool thing) and ice with their olives inside, approached the bartender with drink shaker and serving almost reach the surface tension edge of it.
When you get turnovers, I saw again how delicious they are. I could not help reminisce and comment on the time I was with Black Rose and family instead of going to the main course, we ended up eating pies during the noon! How nice it is to eat a pie back and know that you will not find any hard nerve or piece of cooked fat. It is as if the trust given more freedom to indulge in a meal prepared and easy disappointment. I remind the reader that are fried and ate them for any reason with covered ... the pies are eaten by hand!
Then comes the waiter with our main courses being taken by this with a towel to the threat that they were very hot. The spaghetti is produced in a large bowl ahondonado in the center, exactly as Italian home. They were not flashy, but tasty. Had a slightly spicy taste, a lamb previously boiled and some tomatoes for sampling. Left a beige, like gravy and noticed a yellowish pulp. I could not tell if it was hardcover or fresh salsa or perhaps because of the high temperature of the food. In conclusion, there was a great dish, but we tried as best individual spices. My dish was presented in a kind of fountain Metal mussels Provencal in miniature, which is amazing to keep warm, especially when containing seafood. Dominated by shrimp, mussels and vieyras, along with a welcome crab Añares does not eat. The plants were small and needed to taste. Many people think that this type of dishes lack flavor, which is not as well as the freshness of the ingredients noticed a welcome softness on the palate, along with soy sauce just enough. I could not define me if the pan was cornstarch or not ... remain in doubt until the next visit. Definitely seafood is Rosa Negra outperform many restaurants in our capital. I tried before the fettuccine with shrimp and salmon in this place and the truth that I have been amazed again.
When ordering the dessert menu the sound environment was at its peak, but the airflow was perfect, which made not to worry.
The desserts were difficult choice. She asked for a cheesecake with ice cream and blueberries American (type I trusted). This cake did not have a common ground, but a bed of what appeared to be crushed peanuts and walnuts, with rustic and delicious at the same time. For my part I decided to break with the cliches and I ordered a Diva's for dessert ... yes, a fruit drink and well ... the young woman laughed when ordered ... but hey, I was left with the desire to take that drink. I know I'm going to be worth of jokes in the future, but it should be noted that when people saw the tables adjacent to the pump with the drinks and as we were the same, ended up calling them too.
Everything was perfect, nice, proper, including the noise and was unnecessary (Plus two drinks over), Black Rose is definitely doing his story. Too bad the evening was horribly overshadowed when, after paying, we crossed the threshold into the hall and a boy next to us shouted (yes, shouted): "The 19 is free !!!". Dear readers, we are not in an inn or a grid map, you can not yell like that, let alone when they were sitting at that table, it was us, we were going. Actually I felt bad, this boy would have to be corrected urgently.
Price? $ 205 with gratuity included. Please note the entrance, 2 entrees, 2 drinks, three drinks and 1 dessert.
Useful Information: phone 4717-2685 http://www.rosanegraargentina.com.ar/