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| - It all started when we tried to book reservation for Valentines day- a dinner for 2 at Giada. Wow, how exciting! We couldn't get a table for 2 on that day. So... we settled for the previous night at 4:30 pm....Not as romantic during the daylight!
So while we were anticipating a loving "evening" dinner for two- what we got was far from romantic and closer to pedantic!
When we arrived on time, we were directed to the bar. Uh...ok, we'll have a drink. We were given a hi-tech screen menu from which to choose the cocktails of our liking. I wanted a bloody Mary- simple tomato juice, vodka, lemon juice, pepper and maybe a celery stalk. The aloof male- handsome and bearded- made for the part-"bar tender" was not amused that I was surprised that there was No tomato juice nor V8 juice. What? I exclaimed.... no tomato juice!!??!!
I settled for a Giada's Bloody Mary. It was not palatable. The color looked like a brown liquid excrement that was totally undrinkable, the taste fowl. A female tender came to my rescue from this concoction. She said Giada had her opinions of how a bloody Mary should be prepared to be unique and unprocessed. "Unprocessed" what the hell is tomato juice!?!? I knew from that point that we'd be hearing her lemming staff reiterate during the meal that "it's the way Giada wanted it"- it was going to be a disappointing dinner. At least they didn't mess up my Martini. By the way, the 2 hosts behind the bar were TOTALLY non verbal with the clientele. Exactly what you do not want at a restaurant bar. We were then seated, thank God we got away from those 2 snobs!
We ordered appetizers- chicken marsala meatballs, beef tenderloin crostini, clams then 2 minestrone soups and an "arrugala" salad. I ordered a lobster ravioli. Two appetizers were to be served with the main meal but were premature.
The steelhead salmon as referenced on the menu is typically referred to as a trout and should be referred to as a trout- not a steelhead salmon. Of all the steelhead I have caught on the Salmon river out of Lake Ontario, none were ever called a steelhead salmon. Picky? yes. But you need to be a bit more humble.
The soups were bland and skimpy at best- lacking seasoning. Our salad was not what we ordered. They sent a romaine salad. Not bad, but not what we ordered.
When selecting a wine, I had a problem reading the menu with a long very obvious hair dangled in my sight of view which I hand to swipe away to see what I wanted to order. But i digress.....
No spoon on an Italian table? They did bring spoons for the soup, good idea.There were no table cloths. Not entirely bad except that between servings neither the table nor the place mats were wiped! So much so that when our desert was being prepared, our waitress placed our utensils among the leftover debris making sure they weren't placed ON the debris instead of just cleaning it up before placing down the silverware. When the dessert was presented, we petitioned the waiter to clean the table before putting down our deserts.
A waitress came and cleaned up the scene and appeared to be put out by having to do so. Unfortunate but true it was. She said our coffees were in process- waiting on the barista. Our deserts came and the coffee didn't. No longer desiring to continue our dessert without coffee, we decided that it was now too much to tolerate. We asked for the check which by the way was 5 star tab for a 2 star performance.
No manager came to our table and on the way out we informed 2 "suits" of our dismay. One just looked at me and the other, when I told HIM of our dissatisfaction, asked if i wanted to talk about it. I told him to read about it on yelp! Giada better look at a few reruns of kitchen nightmares and/or restaurant make-overs to get her act together.
For the readers.... don't fall for the celebrity, the pretty face nor the wonderful TV prepared meals she appears to put together so professionally. What you see on TV is staged. She can't stage reality and the reality is disappointing to say the least. Save a pot of money and eat good....eat elsewhere.
When we drove up to valet and when we were leaving as well, the attendants couldn't be more polite, concerned and caring about our experience. They wished us to return but for their sake we're sorry that's not gonna happen.
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