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| - Wrapping up our stay in Phoenix, the manfriend and I were hoping for a pretty decent meal here, after the previous night's amazing dining at Quiessence. What a let down, even though we got a good laugh out of the Ferrari parked out front (how many plates of pasta sold?!)
I grew up in with a Sicilian family and spent years on the East Coast, eating literally hundreds of meals in restaurants all throughout New York, Pennsylvania and New Jersey. My opinion is that I have tasted authentic American-Italian food from the gamut of my grandfather's bolognese sauce (to die for) to off the Jersey turnpike dive Italian joints (to die from). I appreciate a good dive joint with homey Italo-US grub. This ain't it.
+ 1 Star - Decor. I love the kitchy (ok, downright tacky) walls painted with the Italo-city flair. It's just the perfect hideous companion to the checkered table clothes and low grade china/glasses. It works for me.
+ 1 Star - Waiters. I love grumpy Italian waiters! Their presence usually means that there will be some good food coming.
- 1 Star - Bread. What is with the hideous squishy white rolls? At least they were warm and came with some pesto dipping sauce. But they were more like sandwich rolls and less like dinner bread.
- 1 Star - Pasta. Why is the pasta cooked to paste? Is it because we were the only diners in the place without gray hair, maybe they can't chew the al dente anymore? Squishy noodles that became paste in my man's dish, and blubbery tubes that couldn't be forked (I had to spoon them!) in mine.
- 1 Star - Sauce. I had vodka sauce. He had al fredo with mushrooms. Not a good comment when he says: "It tastes like beef stroganoff without the beef". My vodka sauce was not bad, but nothing I would think about twice.
- 1 Star - Grated Cheese. Not fresh grated. Likely bought in bulk - was actually "sprinkled" over my food (by request) with large sticky-glumps of it bouncing off the edges of my plate. Had zero flavor - just a mild saltiness. Obviously cheap quality.
- 1 Star - Bus person. Hey lady! Why would you come and ask my date if he wants a box for his pasta leftovers (ugh! no thanks!) while I am still SPOONING food into my gullet? There are plenty of other empty tables, so why rush us? Oh, and you don't have to come by twice and ask it. Get us some more grainy Phoenix tap water, why dontcha?
- 1 Star - Price. It felt overpriced to me to pay $15 for his plate of mediocre pasta with no protein (chicken, salmon, meat). And just about that for mine. Add one beer (I had water) and we are hovering around $40 with tax/tip. Silly.
I really would like to give these guys below a 2 but they weren't quite nasty enough to rate a 1. I don't know what all these people who are rating this place 4 and even 5 stars are thinking. Maybe they are comparing it to Olive Garden (I mentioned that place to my man and he said he thought the OG food was better than here!) or Macaroni Grill? This is a place for people who have mediocre taste buds and little experience with innovative dining.
For me, I won't bother coming again and neither should you.
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