Leave It to Cleaver: Chi Spacca

The only signage for Chi Spacca is a cleaver.

The space and menu are clean and simple, too.  Even so, it was hard to order because insomniac and I wanted to eat everything at this latest addition to the Mozza empire.

It's tough being us.

Hot fresh bread (complimentary) and affetati misti ($24).

What is that vowel-filled tongue-twister up there?  It's a house-cured meat paradise -- bacon tenderloin pate, pork butter, tellicherry pepper salami, fennel salami, speck, and capocollo.  Meat.  Paradise.

Baby Romanesco cauliflower, crushed lemon bagna cauda ($12).

More kids would eat their vegetables if their vegetables were like this.

Lamb neck stracotto ($27).

My fave of the night.  Tender and luscious.  insomniac took leftovers home in a box.  Then she ate them as soon as she walked through the door.  So much for leftovers.

Red wattle pork "segreto" ($24).  Under a bed of greens.  And then revealed.

Loved the rub on this.  Smoky.  Like licking a grill.  In a good way.

Warm squash blossoms ripiene, ricotta, tomato vinaigrette ($12).

A delightful mix of garden and dairy.

Dario's olive oil rosemary cake ($9).

Enjoyable end with an orange zest and limoncello curd.  Mmm.

Italian two nights in a row.  Who am I?