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NC Foothills Dining: Kitchen Roselli

Updated on August 30, 2019
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Audrey writes of high quality foods, local diners, mom-and-pop places, and authentic tastes in the foothills of North Carolina.

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The Shrimp Scampi was light, buttery, and freshly made.Fresh and tasty Focaccia bread. A hearty and rich bean and pork soup. The picture of this profiterole does not do its size justice.The sunny Italian dressing is a big hit in the community where it is locally famous.
The Shrimp Scampi was light, buttery, and freshly made.
The Shrimp Scampi was light, buttery, and freshly made.
Fresh and tasty Focaccia bread.
Fresh and tasty Focaccia bread.
A hearty and rich bean and pork soup.
A hearty and rich bean and pork soup.
The picture of this profiterole does not do its size justice.
The picture of this profiterole does not do its size justice.
The sunny Italian dressing is a big hit in the community where it is locally famous.
The sunny Italian dressing is a big hit in the community where it is locally famous.

A Destination Bistro

My husband and I had a pending visit to a friend on our to-do lists one hot, July afternoon when we happened to be free of parental duties (thanks grandparents!), so when the visit ended a bit earlier than we had intended, and we realized we had the whole afternoon off, we kind of looked at each other and sighed in the blasting AC of our Toyota.

"What do you wanna do now?" I asked first.

"I don't know, what do you wanna do?

I thought a bit, then suggested, "Why don't we just check out some of the little towns around here? Where are we, anyway?"

Bad idea, Audrey. Really bad idea. We ended up being in East Bend, North Carolina, nearer to the Tobaccoville side than the Boonville side. In case you've never been to this region, it is quaint countryside spattered with single-family homes and the occasional farm, but there is absolutely nothing to do. So I, of course, ever the savvy millennial, pulled out my iPhone and looked up things to do near East Bend, NC. A few things popped up, including Kitchen Roselli. I went to the website. "A little steep," I muttered to myself, referring to the price, while swiping through the menu and promptly salivating. "Maybe we need a splurge dinner. Been a while." My husband agreed. "Reservations only?! What kind of place is this? It's the middle of nowhere!" Oh, how little I knew. I called to make reservations kind of nonchalantly. Got rejected by the nicest person ever who let me know that they were all full but they'd call me back to let me know if any tables came available. "Yeah right," I thought, "Who does that?"

With that plan nixed, we drove through East Bend and found nothing to do--not even the library was open. (Yes, we seriously thought about stopping at the library to, I don't know, peruse the books? Don't judge.) We finally went inside the Speedway, which was packed with people coming and going, and bought some peanuts and a Lindor truffle. I was starving and didn't want to feel sick from not eating (blood sugar/anemia, anyone?) so we stayed in there which seemed to be the hub of the town. There were no chairs so we kind of stood beside the hot bar and just killed time. When we realized it was ridiculous to just stand there hanging out at a convenience store, we decided to drive to Boonville and see if we fared better as far as entertainment was concerned.

Equally as bad.

Now to be fair, I have been to Boonville before during the day. That is a very crucial piece of planning. Never go to Boonville in the afternoon when all the antique shops and such are closed. It's just a street for cars to drive on at that time. Nothing to do. Literally nothing.

So then we decided to go to the Yadkin. Like to giggling teenagers, we changed into our swimsuits in the car and parked near the river. "Why is no one here?" we thought. It was such a hot day and wading in the river seemed ideal. We walked along the river to try to find the spot where people got in, and it was all so steep and vine-laden that I would have probably injured myself just trying to shimmy down into the murky water. Not wanting to be a headline the next day, we traipsed back to where our car was and found the entrance to the river, complete with a big sign that said "No Swimming" and boat tracks. The entrance to the Yadkin that we found was just for fishing rigs. That explained the fish smell, trash, mud, and overall funk of the experience.

While walking back to the car, laughing at ourselves for how bad our pride was going to hurt when someone asked how our date day went, my phone started to ring. By now I had forgotten. It was the same woman I had spoken to from Kitchen Roselli calling to tell me we did have a table after all and she had put my name down. "Amazing! Umm. . . thank you," I said, truly grateful and a little astonished.

Can I just say how much easier it is to sneakily and mischievously change into a swimsuit in the car, than it is to put on your normal, date-worthy clothes in the car? I felt like a sausage trying to put on a casing.

Off we went, back to East Bend, to Kitchen Roselli. First impression: Wow, this place looks quaint. The good type of quaint, like a postcard image. The outside is a 1930s (my guess) brick building which was probably originally a general store. It has the flat facade and huge picture windows on each side with a simple porch. we parked in the rear and walked around and inside. From the moment we arrived we encountered friendliness. On a side note--Isn't it sad that we are not expecting that anymore? I was genuinely surprised by the kindness and mostly competence of the woman who called me to inform me of the reservation. It seems like lately anytime I reach out to a restaurant I have my guard up, like they are not going to understand me, or help me, or even care. The staff at Kitchen Roselli cares. I digress.

Once entering inside, we were taken to a white room with floor-to-cieling shiplap and a long farm-style table. My husband and I played scrabble. Soon they called our table and our waitress came out. We were lucky enough to be served by the owner herself.

If there's anything I have learned about eating around the NC Foothills it's this: if you own a restaurant and want it to thrive, you need to be there. It has to be your baby. Again, the staff there cares.

"Water for me, water with no ice for him." My husband is from Spain, so no ice water, especially in summer.

We debated over the menu for nearly 10 minutes. It was a small menu but everything sounded so good. They featured several soups, salads, appetizers, and pasta entrees. We finally decided, since it was our first time and we were not starving due to peanuts and Lindor truffles, that we would go for a house salad for him and a white bean soup for me, and then split the Shrimp Scampi and end up with a mouth-watering profiterole.

We were thanked and left to chit chat while the food was prepared. I began to look around. The place was absolutely packed. Every table was full of couples and families. But the atmosphere was calm and was a true bistro-from-a-movie feel. The old shelves along all the walls were lined with solid white dishes all along, which was almost like cleansing the eye's palate. It was not overcharged with color or objects, despite the alarming number of plates. The tablecloths were a simple red and white checked pattern and the chairs, tables, and floors seemed made of Oak. The building felt old in the historic sense, but very new in the fashionable sense. The owners perfectly blended the nostalgia of the past, comforting nuances of Italy, and a clean and aesthetic layout to create a truly welcoming and upscale feel. I believe ceiling fans spun away over our heads, and I think there were some sort of round-bulbed lights strung across, but of that I am not completely certain.

First course arrives.

"Oh my word, you have to try this soup."

"It tastes like Fabada Asturiana," my husband remarked, delighted.

"It's perfect."

Not too salty, but hearty. Obviously slow-stewed and homemade with real ingredients. None of that MSG bouillon crud. This was cooked. I, too, appreciated the mediterranean taste in the beans, broth, and included vegetables.

"I should have ordered the whole bowl and not just a cup. How's your salad?"

"Mmm," said my husband, crunching away, lips pursed, jaws full, prominent mandibular muscles flexing, "The dressing."

I tasted it. Apparently, it's locally famous. It's called Sunny Italian dressing. And it does have a base of a regular Italian dressing, but a tangier and sweeter twist. I think sunny is the perfect word to describe it. The salad arrived in a mason jar, which made us feel cooler than we probably are.

Not long after, the excellent server and owner of Kitchen Roselli brought out our main dish, the Shrimp Scampi. I truly enjoy picking apart dishes to find something wrong with them. My husband and I like talking about food and discussing ingredients. I am telling the complete truth when I say it's simply the best Scampi I've ever had. The noodles were cooked to Al Dente perfection and tasted fresh and authentic. The buttery-garlic-wine sauce was light, flavorful, also fresh, and never sickeningly rich. The shrimp were cooked perfectly; there was no hint of brine, or hardness, and they had that delectable springy-crunch about them that was made so much better by a few drops of a fresh squeezed lemon. The seasoning was excellent on the dish. There was no need to add salt or pepper at all. (In Spain, this is how all dishes are strived to be made). The focaccia bread was light and airy. My husband wasn't impressed because he's used to Spain's "pan de pueblo", which is a loaf of heavy bread. So, I ate it all.

We were so dreadfully full after eating this but had already ordered our dessert. While our food was settling we got to talk a bit to the owner. The conversation flowed. She's a personable and authentic human. "Why East Bend?"

"Well, we fell in love with the building," was her answer. When she said that, it really clicked. Kitchen Roselli as a whole is built on love. Love of food, love of Italy, love of flavors, love of family, love of guests, love of historic spaces, love of community, love of excellence, love of service.

Then came our profiterole. It was as big as the plate and covered in a thick chocolate ganache. "Eat what you want, I'm stuffed," my husband prompted. But we were both soon digging into it mercilessly. The cream was slightly frozen and delicately sweet. The pastry was freshly made with a good, thick texture, and void of crunch which I despise in a pastry. It behaved as a pastry should in the mouth when bitten; it was soft and pillowy, then easily broke under the teeth, and the taste was light and buttery, almost like a sweet bread. The rich chocolate ganache was not empachoso as we say in Spain, meaning something that is so sweet is nauseates you. It was the perfect amount of sugar to the fat in the contents of the pastry and cream.

"Now I know why this costs what it does," I said to my husband, and then I realized that it really was not that expensive. With tip and all, both of us ate and were completely stuffed, for under $60. You pay for what you get, and what we got was stellar. It has been a long time since my husband and I have been so satisfied with a restaurant's service, atmosphere, and food quality as we were with Kitchen Roselli. This is why I believe it is a true destination restaurant. People from Pilot Mountain, Mount Airy, King, Tobaccoville, Bethania, Winston-Salem, Rural Hall, Boonville, Yadkinville, Elkin, and more make reservations at Kitchen Roselli and go there just for the purpose of partaking of their consistent, delectable eats. It is a one-of-a-kind restaurant that has triumphed due to its quality output and perfect reputation. My husband and I fondly recall our dinner there and will return as many times as we can for the rest of our lives, counting each visit to this gem of a bistro as a great gift.




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      Liz Westwood 

      2 months ago from UK

      This is an interesting and helpful review. Mouth-watering descriptions. You have put this restaurant on the culinary map.

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      Mary Norton 

      2 months ago from Ontario, Canada

      What an enjoyable experience. I felt like I was partaking of your food. I was engaged by the picture as it shows the stellar scampi you had.

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