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| - A Touch of Italy is pretty much a dump. I walked in there with my father-in-law on a Saturday afternoon for a quick snack and almost immediately regretted going in. Something more than a little unnerving about being the ONLY customers in the place except for some nearly passed out or argumentative dudes at the bar.
The decor gave me the feeling of walking into a shoddy motel room. Carpets gnarly, plastic tablecloths sticky, and seemingly no chairs without a leg slightly shorter than the rest. I must say that when the hostess/waitress/only employee we saw finally ambled over to our table, she was very pleasant. However, not in the least bit of any hurry to actually do her job. I ordered the "Santa Fe" chicken fingers, and thought to question what that was since I'd never heard that term before and it wasn't described on the menu, but figured how unique can these be? My f-i-l got a simple burger. 25 minutes later (a shockingly long time considering what we ordered and how we were the only people in there not downing adult beverages), I got some strange looking fried items that were the 'Santa Fe' chicken fingers. I took a couple bites and thought something tasted a bit odd. All of a sudden I started to fear that perhaps 'Santa Fe' chicken fingers was code for something else - sorta like Rocky Mountain oysters are actually bull testicles. Took me a while before I realized the chicken was wrapped in bacon and then deep fried. It tasted like homemade batter, so I'll give them that, but the meats themselves tasted a tad undercooked and generally off. My f-i-l's burger, on the other hand, dry and overcooked.
If you're in Shaker and needing a place to hide from people in a dark corner but need a beer while doing so, maybe check out a Touch of Italy. Otherwise, don't bother.
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