This morning Hubby
proclaimed today a vacation day. We enjoyed breakfast at a favorite eatery.
Driving west, we were able to see, even through the rain, progress in recovery
from Katrina among our neighboring coastal communities. The enjoyment was
bittersweet as vacant lots, empty slabs and lonely pilings often bracketed new
residential and commercial construction.
We did a windshield
tour of Bay St. Louis on the western side of Mississippi’s coast. As rain
continued to fall, we drove the restored street that follows the St. Louis Bay
shoreline and fronts the Old Town.
Lunch was our first
time at Roberto and Tony’s Canella International Creperie.
Roberto and Tony
They serve German
and Italian dishes prepared fresh. I had the pork loin cutlet with mushroom
gravy and mashed potatoes. That wasn’t the name of the dish, but I don’t
remember the exact word.
A fellow diner
recommended the selection as authentic, not Americanized. He said it was a good
introduction to real German fare. Hubby ordered the manicotti stuffed with several kinds of cheeses.
Reviews I read online praised the authenticity of both the German and Italian dishes. I don’t
know about that. I lack “authentic” experience. I do know that everything we
ordered tasted wonderful. And a plus for me was that none of it seemed as salty
as what is available in other restaurants.
The item that created
tastebud ecstasy, though, was the dessert crepe with chocolate and fresh
strawberries.
Roberto kept adding
swirls of dark chocolate, then white chocolate, a sprinkle of cinnamon, caramel and powdered sugar.
Roberto added the finishing touch, a generous application of whipped cream. I
thought , “Oh no, this is going to be way too sweet.”