Surprise indeed, because all the pastas that came out were all served in this manner, however, when this course was uncovered, there was some confusion on my part as I was sure that it wasn't a dish our table ordered. Fortunately/unfortunately it also confused our server who brought the table side finished plates back into the kitchen... only to return about 20 min later with new versions of the same item indicating it was a gift from the chef. Apparently Chef Conant heard that we were sampling the entire pasta menu but thought it would be nice if we tried one of the house specialties (besides the spaghetti course) - unfortunately the still green but polite wait staff weren't aware of this. Lost communication between front and back of house would be rare in other international cities (where Scarpetta would easily be one amongst the masses), but this is Toronto (where Scarpetta is the biggest news of late). In this city, fine service has been dropped for casual settings (albeit prices are still relatively high). Sigh.