Out doing the rounds in Providencia, I kept spotting this restaurant, Liguria. It looked like a French bistro from the outside, but had an Italian name. I wandered in for the first time for a lunch. I had not been feeling well while in Santiago (food poisoning, I think) and I’d not eaten for a couple of days. I needed comfort food.
The front part of Liguria looks like a bar, but I was ushered through to the ‘back room’, which sounds smaller than it looked!
The room is triple height with a mezzanine level and rooms leading off that mezzanine. It’s highly decorated with mosaic/terrazzo flooring and art and posters everywhere!
The perfect comfort food was on the lunch specials menu – a lasagne! It was not heavy with meat, the ragu sauce being on just one layer. The other layers were tomato, béchamel and creamed spinach. I couldn’t finish it but it was very good and not too rich.
In this terrible shot, you can just see the extra function rooms just off the mezzanine. These were all full at lunchtime.
The artwork was lively. Not to my taste, but I still appreciated it.
Much of the menu is not Italian at all, but Chilean. There was one dish which was a big bowl of seafood in a thick soup. It looked rich and the waitress highly recommended it. I stayed with my lasagne.
I liked Liguria so much, I suggested it as a meeting point for the illustrious Kevin Sheedy! Kevin and I sang together as part of Anúna and he happened to be coming into Santiago from Australia. It was great to have a catch-up after all these years!
Kevin had a daube of beef for this evening try-out at Liguria, which I failed to photograph, but which I did taste. It had been cooked low and slow and was falling apart, dressed with a rich tomato broth.
I couldn’t resist the lamb cutlets. They were cooked to well done and had not been French trimmed, but the bowl was bristling with them and they remained soft and salty-delicious.
If you’re in the neighbourhood, Liguria is a great and lively choice! One word of caution, they “take credit cards”. This worked at lunchtime but not at dinner and they got frustrated that ‘my card’ was the problem (it wasn’t). We sorted them out, but they were not polite about the matter.