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| - My boyfriend and I are house sitting in the area and were in the mood for Italian food the other night. Belfiore's had decent reviews, so we figured what the heck. What the heck, indeed. Although the bakery side was modest and somewhat welcoming, the restaurant side looks like it used to be a Kyoto Bowl with some Italian art thrown on the wall.
It was right around 8pm on Saturday night when we showed up, and there were 3 other tables with guests. Despite the low number of other patrons, our waitress - although sweet - forgot we were there after she served our drinks.
I wasn't very hungry, and all I wanted was something along the lines of a capellini pomodoro with fresh tomato chunks, basil and garlic. The closest they had was tomato sauce. I should point out here that it was my boyfriend who found Belfiore's on Yelp, so I hadn't read the reviews and had no idea that their portions were so huge. It was like they had taken an entire box of pasta, cooked it, and scooped it on my plate and then opened a can of tomato sauce and dumped it on top. I really don't know how one can possibly screw up the easiest dish on the menu, but Belfiore's found a way. I could barely eat it. They could easily cut that dish in half, keep the price the same ($10) and add fresh tomatoes and basil and still make a good profit. Their portions do nothing but add to the ever-increasing American waistline.
My boyfriend's dish fared better - penne with vodka sauce and shrimp - although the shrimp was overcooked.
The salads that came with our meal were clearly prepped in advance on the plates, wrapped in saran wrap and stacked on top of each other. The only thing I liked was the roll.
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