I could tell when we arrived that this wasn't going to be a good experience. We showed up on time for our reservation to find a several people waiting for tables. The hostess took a while to even acknowledge us, and then told us to join the queue. Shortly after another hostess comes by and yells "which of these people is the next deuce?". None of us deuces knew. That's not our job. The other hostess didn't answer, which prompted her to yell even louder and angrier "who is the next deuce?". In the end, with a reservation we had to wait 15 minutes to be seated. And there were plenty of empty seats. I suppose we just have different ideas of what a reservation means.
We ordered two of the smallest $12 glasses of wine I've ever seen. 3 oz, maybe 4 oz is too stingy for a place like this. I had the Caprese salad to start, which was delicious and fresh. My date enjoyed her smoked salmon as well. For my main, I had a lobster pasta that included the smallest lobster tail I've ever seen (about 5 cm long, 1.5 cm wide). They must specially pick these lobsters as babies to rip off unsuspecting diners. The pasta itself was bland and unsubstantial. For desert I had the Tiramisu. It was good, but nothing special.
While we were eating dessert the waiter brought our bill, without being ask. Yes, while were still eating. It's nice to see that enjoyed having us as much as we enjoyed being there.