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I was NOT in the mood to dine out. But my dear dear friend Budgie dragged me out because she knew I could use it.
If you read my blog you'll know that I have been waiting for Gusto to open since news of this little italian eatery hit the line.
It opened in a blaze of glory and has been feeding the line of urbanites waiting. It's become so popular (as has being a foodie in general) that people are name dropping it left-and-right. When did restaurant name dropping become a thing? Apparently now.
Gusto is triple threat, and one. The 'and one' would be the spectacular rootop patio. Mark my words, people with fight to get a seat come summer.
Converted from an old garage, I loved everything about the restaurant. It's unpretentious, raw and industrial but welcoming and open (as in the kitchen. I like to watch chefs work the line...gets my appetite going and one in particular got me blushing).
Gusto also has their own microwinery and serves wine by the 3, 6, or 9 ounces. I didn't drink this round, but I'm pretty sure I'll find myself back in a few weeks.
I've read reviews about "shady" or "poor" customer service; I didn't expereince that. Our server was knowledgeable, pleasant and charming. I also read about hour longs waits; didn't experience that either. Then again, much like going to see a movie on opening day, one should know better. You eat outside peak hours on off days (i.e. Sunday night at 9:30 pm).
Budgie and I ate a lot. The calamari, the carpaccio, a pizza, a pasta and two sides. We ate all of it.
For us it delivered in place and people, food, and price.
If I was in a "better place" that day I would have been more enthused, but seeing as it took a girl who didn't want any company and fed her right and made her smile, Gusto was just what I needed.
I need more than good food. I need food that hugs.
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