Three words for you, consistency, delicious, don’t have to sell a kidney to eat here affordable and more delectable than other Italian restaurants out East. Last night we found ourselves once again at Serafina an establishment we so enjoy we drive all the way...
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Three words for you, consistency, delicious, don’t have to sell a kidney to eat here affordable and more delectable than other Italian restaurants out East. Last night we found ourselves once again at Serafina an establishment we so enjoy we drive all the way from Southampton just for a quick meal. The reason being Goran and his staff simply run one of the best eateries out here that never disappoints. We have a running joke in our family that the second time we dine it’s always terrible, never close to our first positive experience at a place. However, not here, in fact, it’s quite the opposite. There is something about the pizza as a long-time New Yorker, former food blogger and all-round pizza aficionado I can wholeheartedly say the pizza in the Hamptons sucks. It simply does, poor quality ingredients, crusts that are either so soggy you could use them as a sponge or so hard they could double as a weapon. At Serafina’s, they have a traditional pizza oven with quality, fresh ingredients that melt in your mouth. Not to sound cliché, but you can truly taste the difference. To-go orders are always pouring out for the pizza and I thank my lucky stars they aren’t closer or undoubtedly none of my pants would fit. The Aperol spritz’s are perfectly refreshing and balanced no matter who the bartender is. And my personal favorite that I actually dream about like a fat kid in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is their homemade gnocchi. Lusciously light small bites that dissolve onto your tongue with barely a chew. I always order mine with a mushroom cream sauce instead of the traditional marinara. And have watched friends who hate shrooms of all kinds eat half my plate as it’s irritably mouthwatering. Don’t be dissuaded by the name either if you’re like me, a snobbish Manhattanite who thinks, “oh I’ve been to a million Serafina’s in the city before.” This Serafina is unlike any other, a true gem of Italian hospitality and cuisine that delivers not like dominos but just like your Nonna would. Buon Appetito!