Any way you slice it, Sunday Gravy is sweet. A classy-casual, semi-diner serving Italian with some southern, even the name evokes something soulful to set the stage.
Staples like Shrimp & Grits are substantial, and this one is all sorts of special. Looking like spilled tomato sauce over grits, this dish is the ultimate ugly-delicious. The shrimp are succulent, and the Calabrian chili collaboration adds a bit of sweetness, a dash of spice, and a whole lot of depth.
Use generous slices of the city's best Garlic Bread to sop up the extra grits for a little extra wow.
Beet & Citrus Salad is bland, but it serves me right for ordering it here. Pistachio adds an earthiness that falls flat without any acid. Labne has some tanginess but not enough. Even with oranges inside, the citrus is seriously lacking. There just needs to be a sharp squeeze of lemon on top to make it all more tolerable.
The Ragu, however, is alright, a softer sauce with a tinge of tang. It's exact what you'd expect from a slow-cooked meat sauce, rich stuff that gets stuck in the little penne pasta grooves.
Most memorable is their Crab Mafalda, crinkle-ribbon pasta so thick you'll need to use the tongs. The crab carries a breeze sting of the sea in an ample amount to add texture and adorn.
A lovely meal. All rich and filling, heavy in a way that is heavenly. One of several interesting finds from Inglewood, this is one I wouldn't skip.
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