I know, I didn't quite believe it myself. But I kept hearing that the cooking was good again — and not just from die-hard fans who have retained a deep affection for the 38-year-old restaurant despite all the recent ups and mostly downs. And it turns out they were right. The new chef, Nicola Chessa, who took over in January, is cooking some of the best food I've had at Valentino in years.
Valentino, once undisputedly Southern California's ruling Italian restaurant, opened in 1972 in the era of bell bottoms and purple jumpsuits. Through the years, owner Piero Selvaggio turned the mediocre restaurant where he'd worked as a waiter into an icon of Italian cuisine with name recognition even in Italy.
In recent years, though, the kitchen had become a revolving door for young Italian chefs intent mostly, it seemed, on emblazoning the Valentino name on their résumés. Few stayed very long before moving on. At one point Selvaggio had to invite his former executive chef back from Sacramento to cook on the weekends.
I sincerely hope he doesn't have the same problem with Chessa, because the Sardinian-born chef is a natural for Valentino. First of all, he comes from the south of Italy and it's the south now, not the north, which is home to the most exciting cooking on the peninsula.
But Chessa didn't just arrive from the old country yesterday: He comes to Santa Monica by way of Las Vegas, where he was executive chef at Giorgio Ristorante, Selvaggio's casual Vegas cafe. In fact, the chef has worked with the Valentino Restaurant Group for a decade. (In addition to a Valentino in Las Vegas, Selvaggio also has Valentino Vin Bar in Houston.)
Chessa has updated the menu at the Santa Monica restaurant with some welcome Sardinian touches. The flavors of the Italian island's rustic cuisine show up in the appetizer of tuna salad on fregula, or Sardinian couscous. The tiny pasta balls the size of new peas are a wonderful textural contrast with the plush raw tuna sparked with a Tarocco blood orange dressing that has just a hint of ginger.
But you taste Sardinia — and the sea — most of all in the bottarga (dried, pressed mullet roe) Chessa uses to garnish many dishes. Russet in color, the dried roe has a strong, briny flavor, best shaved over a dish to give the rich funk of ocean. For some, it's an acquired taste; for others (and I count myself among them), it's an obsession.
It really feels wonderful to be back dining at this venerable restaurant. Not many other places have lasted 38 years. Most of the staff has been there for years, including the gentle maitre d' Giuseppe Mollica and sommelier Paul Sherman.
Selvaggio is a brilliant host. And no, I'm not anonymous here because I'd known Selvaggio as an interview source long before I ever thought about becoming a restaurant critic; I did, though, make all of my reservations under other names in order to put off recognition as long as possible. On recent visits, he has been in good form, excited to present his latest Italian wine discoveries, including a dry, complex white made with the indigenous Grillo grape from Sicily.
We go, of course, for the tasting menu, which has always been the best strategy at Valentino. However, I have to say, the a la carte menu is looking better these days too, stripped down to one page of essentials — fusilli alla Norma, garganelli with Bolognese ragú, veal ossobuco, etc. That's OK if you're not much of an adventurous eater.
For those who are, the real interest is in the chef's specials offered as a tasting menu, either three courses for $55 or four for $70. Wine pairings are $50 per person more, ideal if you're just a couple and want to have more than one wine with your dinner.
The dry, minerally character of the Grillo works well with the antipasti, each just a few bites: translucent slices of lamb prosciutto draped over honey-sweetened ricotta, strips of sweet peppers fried in basil oil, that tuna and fregula salad, and a simple wedge of sheep's milk ricotta baked and perfumed with thyme.
On another visit, we get a plate of crudo di pesce (raw fish) drizzled with colatura di alici (a sort of anchovy essence) and a lobster salad with fennel and slices of lightly smoked gray mullet garnished with bottarga shavings.
But all that is trumped by the pasta courses, which often turn out to be a tasting within a tasting. Pasta is where Chessa shines. His cooking is understated and very Italian, lightly sauced, lightly seasoned.
One night, a stubby dried pasta called mezze maniche, or "half sleeve" in Italian, is tossed with the freshest calamari, clams and prawns with bottarga shaved over. It's stunning and really tastes like something you'd eat on the Amalfi Coast.
I love the fettuccine flavored with the famous chocolate from Modica in Sicily, served with luscious Santa Barbara prawns. Spaghetti cipollato, with guanciale, onions, Romanesco broccoli and pecorino is something I could eat every day.
On another visit, dainty Piedmontese agnolotti are tossed in butter and sage, and little ravioli are stuffed with either buffalo ricotta and fava beans or with sweetbreads and pancetta
With the ravioli, we have a Barbera from Roero in Piemonte. Lush and dark in tone, it goes down like velvet. You can find all sorts of bottles like this on Valentino's impressive wine list, which encompasses thousands of selections.