I never would have found this hidden gem on my own, and it would have been my loss. It's buried by Main Street, El Segundo, underrated and often overlooked...not so different from the owners' hometown of Naples.
Step inside and you'll see that the service is as swift as it is attentive. My Carciofi Alla Griglia arrives in record time. Grilled artichoke, all fired up, doused in garlic and olive oil; all I ever want in the world right now.
Another classic, the Cozze al Vapore, mussels that steam in a white wine sauce and a bold breath of garlic.
When it comes to pasta, Deluca doesn't mess around. They import a special flour, and it shows in these thin, cohesive ribbons of perfect Pappardelle al Gamberi e Capesante. Juicy grilled shrimp and scallops simmer in a fragrant cream with a tarragon bouquet.
They're out of steaks, so the Bistecca Fiorentina waits for a more fortunate night, though the Osso Bucco is hardly a settle. I don't do veal, but those who won't do a tender, fall-off-the-bone, slow-cooked for 48 hours veal are few and far between. Densely-tender, chunky shreds bathe in a meaty gravy-gone-mad, lightened by a side of crispy brussels sprouts and creamy, semi-sweet polenta.
It's always going to be Italian food with this particular friend, but I can rest assured that we''ll never be eating sh** when we'll shooting the sh**. The food is warm, and the service is warmer. Deluca is everything you want when you're in the company of friends. Every ounce of the atmosphere vibrates; buzzing and beaming with each table's collective joy. Have that with a bite of their pasta perfecta, and believe me, it will give you all the feels.
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