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Chicken Parmagiana at Rosalina’s

Chicken Parmagiana from Rosalina's Kitchen on Hamilton Street in Worcester, MA

Chicken Parmagiana from Rosalina's Kitchen on Hamilton Street in Worcester, MAHaving dined at and enjoyed Rosalina’s Ktichen a few times in the past year, I was excited to find out our next Foodies gathering would be at this cozy, BYOB restaurant on Hamilton Street. The atmosphere at Rosalina’s Ktichen is casual, the service was great and as you will find out shortly, the food was outstanding!

We started with an Antipasto to share amongst everyone at our end of the table. To say the salad was large does not do it justice as 6 people shared the antipasto and there was enough left over to take some home. Grilled vegetables, hot and sweet sausage, stuff peppers, tuna, chicken, assorted meats and cheeses were drizzled with a balsamic and olive oil dressing and placed atop a huge bed of mixed greens. Everything was fresh, the creamy mozzarella cheese was in stark contrast to the veggies and the hot sausage and hot stuffed peppers not only added some heat, but outstanding flavors as well.

For my main course I had a much harder time making a selection. In past visits to Rosalina’s Ktichen I have enjoyed the homemade Ravioli and the Fra Diavolo, so tonight I thought I would try something new. As I scanned the menu I found so many dishes that sounded delicious I knew I would never be able to make a decision so I went to my “go-to” Italian dish, the Chicken Parmigiana. As I always do with Chicken Parm, I ordered the chicken crispy with very light sauce and asked our server to have the chef add a little “heat” to the sauce. When my dish arrived, two large, lightly breaded chicken breasts topped with mozzarella cheese sat atop a generous portion of al dente pasta. The breading was flavorful with a hint of fresh basil and the chicken was cooked to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender and moist on the inside. The homemade sauce had the heat I had asked for but also was rich in traditional flavor. I enjoyed my meal with the complex flavors of an ice cold Yuengling Lager which complimented my somewhat spicing and rich meal very nicely.

Luckily our group is made up of wonderful people who encourage sharing so I was able to enjoy some other great tastes including veal, cheese ravioli, Arrabiata (spicy white wine sauce with mushrooms, tomatoes and pepper rings) and an incredibly adventurous peanut butter and Nutella dessert ravioli that was simply incredible.

As with my other visits to Rosalina’s Ktichen I was utterly impressed. If you haven’t yet dined here, you should. If you have, go back and eat here again. The attention to detail in the food, the service, the flavors and the presentation all exceeded expectations and I would highly recommend Rosalina’s.

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The Avalanche from Rosalina’s Kitchen

The Avalanche from Rosalina's Kitchen on Hamilton Street in Worcester, MA

The Avalanche from Rosalina's Kitchen on Hamilton Street in Worcester, MA

It was a brisk Tuesday evening in April, the kind of weather where you go without a jacket but regret it. I found myself slowly cruising down a maze of one-way side streets looking for a place to park my wheels and be sure of finding them still attached when I came back. Sometimes a place gets a sense you’re looking for it and makes a spot for you. Rosalina’s Kitchen on Hamilton Street was one of those places.

I walked in through a curtain: someone had gone to a lot of trouble to make things look sophisticated in an “it’s ok to put your elbows on the table” kind of way. It was a good start, so I sat down with some folks I knew. In the dog-eat-dog world of monthly dining groups, carbs can add up quick unless you have the moxy to take a stand. Enter the Tomatoes and Feta appetizer, a scrappy dish with fresh basil, oregano, and olive oil that packs a large, delicious punch for a lightweight dish. It whet my appetite just in time the walloping I didn’t see coming.

A dish called The Avalanche should make you stop and reconsider, but I’ve always had a bull head and a food heart that have lead me down some seedy back alleys with uncomfortably full bellies. I’ve sharpened my claws and played cat and mouse with some dense gastronomical creations, but the eggplant, chicken parmesan, meatballs, and sausage over linguini left me happily licking my mousy whiskers, thankful the cat decided to let me go with a warning.

As I licked my wounded pride and tried to talk myself out of retiring my fork, I figured there’s always another day, another meal (or two, from the looks of what was left) and average Joe’s and Jane’s like me are all that stand between hunger and not knowing where to make it go away. My gut told me I’d be searching for a spot outside this kitchen again, and it wasn’t being quiet about it.