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| - Skip the reviews that reference anything about bad service. Da Beau and I ate lunch, here, today and we had a very pleasant experience. Yep, a solid four-stars.
It was our first visit. I was familiar with Mia Francesca ("MF") as a friend of mine, who lives in Chicago, has, since God invented dirt, rated her local MF as an out-n-out favorite. And her word is the ever lovin' gospel when it comes to food. I mean, I don't even collect $200 -- I just go. KnowhatI'msayin?
Onward, with the review!
Kyle was our server (and he might be the bartender, too) was very friendly, informative and attentive. Then we find out he's a fellow Texas boy...which classifies his attributes as hardwired. What's more, he treats his job like it was his own business; e.g., at the end of the meal he gave us a business card and added he would enjoy serving us the next time. And there will be a next time and a next time and a next time.
Semi-quick facts, anyone? (It's rare a Texan has a short story.).
-- Good, warm bread; accompanying olive oil was herbaceous and handily decanted from a table-set bottle
-- Da Beau ordered a starter of (peeled!) asparagus with tomatoes and gorgonzola that was lightly dressed with a tangy vinaigrette. The leftover tomatoes and 'zola were a treat atop the warm, oil-dipped bread
-- We both ordered -- and consumed to the point of making a happy plate -- the barrumunda atop lentils and sauteed spinach. This was our first tasting of barrumunda. A moderately white fish, it is native to the rivers of Australia and reminded me of good ol' Texas catfish. (Note to self: fry-up a batch of panko-crusted barrumunda at home.). The three fillets of fish, lentils and spinach were perfectly seasoned (read: a smidgen of salt).
Again, pay no attention to the reviews, here, about bad service. Yet, let's say those reviews make an impression. Ok, if you have any reservations about dining here, go anyway and ask to be seated in Kyle's station.
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