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Ristorante da Mauro - Torino

Inizia così, come quasi sempre: qualcuno mi dice di andarci. E io annoto. Prosegue così: nel corso del tempo, quando capita l’occasione, provo a chiamare il ristorante da Mauro . Sarà stato giugno. Faccio il numero. Squilla. Risponde un uomo. “Pr’nd” “Buongiorno, è la trattoria da Mauro?” “Z’è” “Vorremmo cenare, questa sera, siamo in tre” “Sta ch'so "" Please? "" He chiuuuso "" E 'closed for the day or is it closed? "" Ch's "" All right, goodbye. "

The strong southern accent is beautiful , a summer festival in period costumes in the mountains of Basilicata is a must, but when answering a business establishment open to the public ... Pass a month. It must have been July. I make the number. Rings. A man answered. "Pr'nd" "Hello, this trattoria is Mauro?" Z'e "" We would like to dine, this sera, siamo in tre” “Sta ch’so” “Prego?” “Sta chiuuuso” “E’ chiuso per riposo settimanale o è proprio chiuso?” “Ferie” “D’accordo, arrivederci”.

Ma chi è? Il carpentiere? L’idraulico che rifà gli allacciamenti? Un passante? Mi incaponisco. Ci riprovo.

Questa volta non può essere chiuso. La cronaca locale della Stampa dice: tra i locali aperti ad agosto in città, c’è il ristorante da Mauro. Ieri. 19 agosto 2010. Faccio il numero. Squilla. Risponde una donna. “Pronto” "Hello, this trattoria is Mauro?" Yes "" We would like to have dinner this evening, three of us "The woman screams, mouth slightly away from the unit:" Madamaaaaaaa! In three! Tonight! "I have a flash. 1999. Cernaia barracks. Hours 6:20 am. Breakfast gathering. Yells the platoon commander. Orders. Discipline. The woman says, "Okay," I said: "Around 21, 21:15?" "Yes, 21.15, the 21, when you want" "I leave a name?" "No. Come "

Come on. We are three. Let's go. "Good evening", I say, first in line. " How are you? "salutes those who do not welcome us. "Three" "Madamaaaaaa," and turns to a woman, probably the owner, not very young. Ma'am, indeed. I recognize the cry of those who answered the phone. We pass in a second room, greet here, the subject is that of the house: the old to the case, any number of room (three? Four?), But do not waste time and greet and salute the table show: here. We sit.

Less than a minute and we have the menu available.

Less than two minutes and the waitress we have available.

Less than four minutes and we ordered.

Less than seven minutes and we have the starters in the pot.

Less than ten minutes, and empty plates are collected.

less than thirteen minutes, and we are asked the first.

Less than sixteen minutes and it is served first.

Less than twenty minutes and there are collected the empty plates of the first.

Less than twenty-two minutes and we are asked if you want the second.

Less than twenty-five minutes and we ordered the second.

Less than thirty minutes, and served us the second.

short of breath.

I look forward. They are 21.55. We entered at about 21:25. I look at the waitress I think it happened to a kind woman, smiling, funny without being intrusive (the owner of the premises and the other maids will spend the night to distribute food to the tables and sarcastic against one another, ed.) I say: "You have to close?", Showing off the best of smiles. " No, just that the kitchen closes at ten " "We can slow down, right?" "Sure. Once ordered you can relax, even up to one "instead. At 22:25 we've already had coffee. Let us lift our eyes and a third room, the room has the light off. There remain three customers at a table and two to another, closer to us, which are passed from hand receipt and draw on the portfolio. Our receipt is the case, little more than a meter, in a small wicker basket. They cleaned up everything ( flipping on the floor, halfway through our dinner, table cloths and tobaglioli filthy from the basket, ed) , tablecloths are the new ones, two maids, including one that served us, they turn away, get naked and reappear in civilian clothes, others if they had gone half an hour before, at the stroke of ten. Are 22.30 and we're out. We smoke a cigarette. We breathe, we take the air. I think you do not eat badly. Had we had time to chew , we probably would have appreciated. Evening wrong or this is the Grand Prix at Monza, and no one has it detto?

Voto: 7,25/10 al cibo, 2/10 al resto. Media: 4,6/10

Ristorante da Mauro

Via Maria Vittoria, 21
10123 Torino
Tel. (+39) 011 81 70 604

provato il 19 agosto 2010

recensione di Marco Giacosa