In the center of the pasta moons, each about 2 to 3 inches across, sat a pool of flawless marinara sauce, topped with fresh diced tomatoes. Everything was lightly glazed with a fresh sage sauce and every bite was unbelievably good. Transparent, tender, yet somehow al dente, this pasta was remarkable. It shamed almost every pasta in my memory banks. Bella Luna is loaded with understated style, the food is wonderful and it's reasonably priced.
Service is warm and astute.
You bet we were wildly thrilled with the place even before our desserts of almond semifreddo and a celestial poached pear and mascarpone cheese creation suitable for canonization. Please understand that we did not want the pasta to end. When four out of four dishes are this good, one suspects that most other menu items are equally satisfying. And the light, lovely desserts proved an extremely satisfying close to our meal. And somehow so pure.