I have stated many times, in many ways, to many people, that my most disliked foodstuffs are of Italian origin. While I never really cared for it as a youth—I blame too many impoverished meals of cold spaghetti and watery ketchup—I think that as an adult it typically stems from how canned and contrived so much of it tastes to me, especially in this town.
That being said, I do recognize it as an important culinary genre that should be respected and represented, one that every so often finds me desperately searching and seeking an Italian eatery that might be able to rudely awaken this hungry tongue and judgmental soul with a markedly fresh flavor.
I think I might have found one…
Amici in Movimento—a name that translates to “Friends in Movement” in English, I believe—is located at 15920 SE 29th in Choctaw and has been recommended to me more than once, by various friends and enemies. This past Saturday, my ladyfriend and I happened to be traveling through the genuinely small town and decided to pull over and give it a well-meaning try.
Built on the former grounds of the Old German Restaurant, with only one other customer dining inside, we decided to social distance even further and sit on the spread-out patio, enjoying the rural trucks that continually flew down 29th. The menu, a double-sided sheet of paper, was filled with Italian names for various plates, featuring worldly takes on classics that I had never considered.
We began by ordering a pair of appetizers, starting this meal with the Gamberi Arrabbiati (Angry Shrimp, $3.00) and Crostinini al Formaggio (Grilled Cheese Bread, $4). When they were placed in front of us, they resembled great art and tasted like true masterpieces.
The spicy garlic shrimp was topped with basil aioli and marinated tomatoes, making me anything but angry; the homemade bread was a grilled ciabatta covered in seared provolone cheese, Romano herb dust and served with a side of house marinara—not from a can, but real, garden fresh, just made, honest to God marinara.
It makes such a difference. It makes all the difference. It is the difference.
The starters quickly gone, for an entrée my ladyfriend ordered the Pollo Toscano (Tuscan Chicken, $11.00) Sandwich, exercising their well-stated option to have it served as a salad on a bed of mixed greens.
The deeply flavorful grilled chicken breast, seasoned with a skilled hand, sat resting on artichokes, red bell peppers and red onions with a serving of provolone continually melting, the sliced tomatoes and basil aioli glistening. Rudely sampling her lunch, I sat back in my chair, absorbing this once unknown taste of Italy or, you know, close enough.
And then there was my pasta, the savory dream that is the Maiale Speziato (Sausage and Peppers, $10.00). As fresh as the country air around us, it had Amici’s signature sausage, seared onions, house pickled jalapenos and roasted bell peppers, stirred in a homemade red sauce and gently poured over undeniably warm spaghetti.
Enjoying this American variation of a European standard, I could feel every sensation that I had been missing in Italian food for so very long rise up in my soul…I promise you, you’ll never see this type of swooning over at the Olive Garden. At least I hope not.
A true celebration of pure dining in, of all places, Choctaw, we capped the afternoon off with a spontaneous round of lemon cream Cannolis ($6.00), a decadent dessert that, one last time, let me know just how wrong I’ve been about Italian food for so very long. Cómpralo ya!
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I heard they were going to build a Japanese-Jewish restaurant in Choctaw called Sosumi, but I guess it never came to pass…
I heard that Kevin Stitt was one of the partners, and he isn’t Jewish that I know of.
He’d better not be Jewish. The Jews have historically suffered more than enough to be cursed with him as one of their ilk.
I love Italian food in theory, but most restaurants make a tomato sauce that is way too much like Louis’ watery ketchup. Alfredo sauce is too rich for me and makes me nauseated.
My wife’s spaghetti sauce is as good as it gets, and she doesn’t need her rocket science skills to make it: ground beef, tomato fixings from cans, and some seasoning. That’s it!
There is a world-famous (apparently) Italian restaurant in Scammon KS (north of Miami OK). It was great about 15 years ago but as of last year had gone seriously downhill.
We’ll be sure to try Amici in Movimento next time we’re in Choctaw.
Have you tried Gabriella’s in OKC? It’s amazing.
Gabriella’s is terrible. And they overuse garlic to the extent that there’s a warning about it on the menu, and the property smells like garlic from a half mile away, like you will when you leave.
Well, now I have to try it.
Totally agree to this.
It’s pretty garlicky in there but try their Cioppino fish stew. It’s great.
What a load of garbage. Way over priced and mediocre taste. Maybe you’ve never eaten authentic Italian to base your review upon? Receive a free meal for this review?
Totally agree to this. Sadly I didn’t see your comment in time before making drive out there to try this.
Give me all the eye-talyun breadsticks n’ head lettuce salad a feller can gorge down, at the Olive Garden, any day. Beats yer’ fancy pants resturnts’ fare all to hell!
If you don’t swoon at The Olive Garden’s Tour of Italy then you are doing it wrong.
Drove all the way from Edmond to try this spot out based upon this review. My “quest” for a solid, no kidding truly authentic and amazing Italian restaurant, sadly, goes on. Underwhelming to say the least. Our server was sweet, but that was this restaurants only saving grace. Their “marinara” is 90% water and about 9% stewed tomatoes with the rest maybe being for onions? Wifey ordered the pork belly main dish-avoid that at all costs and my Chicken Parm was served in a small soup bowl for whatever reason. Wine is also not an option. Soooooo, Might not want to make the special trip there if you’re like me and wanting to go to the ends of OK to find decent Italian food.