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| - Hello. I'd like to start this review off by saying that it's very late at night and I've had a long day. But I just wanted to get this review off my chest as it has been brewing in my mind for several days now. About 2 days ago, my partner and I (along with my parents) went to this restaurant on a whim for lunch. Being fans of the Italian language, we thought the name was fitting to our needs.
It was pretty empty and we were seated promptly. After a brief dispute over the pronunciation of the word Grazie, we got settled and took a look at the menus. Pizza? Pasta? We were in heaven, so we thought... There are many options on this menu, almost too many if you are a chronically indecisive individual like myself! Haha!
Our server (Jordan) came to say hello and to take our orders. He was fairly nice but quite awkward, and made me feel a little uncomfortable when he called the daily soup "My Soup" as if it belonged to him... Was he the owner? Did he create this soup? Is it a secret family recipe? I don't think it's your soup, Jordan...
Anyhow, my dad ended up ordering Jordan's soup and said it was absolutely delicious. It was a lentil soup which he described as "homemade"! Tasty!
We got some free bread at the beginning which is always a nice touch. It seemed rustic but I don't think it was. My mother ordered the bruschetta to start and, I must say, it did not disappoint! The tomatoes come on the side so you can even put them on top of the (ostensibly) rustic bread instead, if you so wish.
On to the entrees... I ordered the baked goat cheese salad which was actually really wonderful. I was having a mediocre experience so I wasn't expecting it to be so great. I was pleasantly surprised!
My dad (a nice man) ordered a seafood dish. He wanted some cheese sprinkled on it, because everyone else was having cheese and he wanted to be included in this cheese club. But the waiter said he doesn't recommend such a mixture (of cheese and seafood) and dad said he trusted that man. I still think it maybe wouldn't have been so bad and he wouldn't have had to feel so left out... Sorry dad... Although I don't think my dad should be eating too much cheese after his health scare 2 years ago. I do know how much he enjoys his cheese though so if it were up to me I would have allowed him to indulge in some cheese with this lunch. Such a shame that this had to happen...
My partner ordered pasta. It had spinach and chicken and pesto ricotta. My partner said it was passable but wasn't sure how to feel about Jordan claiming the daily soup as his own.
Sometime during our meal a young fellow at the table next to our stepped outside to take a call. We thought that very respectful of him as nobody likes a loud phone conversation intruding on their restaurant visit! I'm glad this establishment hosts such considerate patrons.
Grazie proved to be the Italian dining experience that we had all hoped for, minus the beautiful views! haha. With some hope we will come back here and order four entirely new meals. But one thing is for certain, we will be ordering bruschetta again.
To close, I want to add that Jordan really redeemed himself in my eyes when he brought us an extra red candy after noticing my partner and I getting into a heated argument about who should have the red candy (there was only one red on left with our bill and we both like red the best). He discreetly dropped the candy on to the table and didn't make any mention of it as not to embarrass us. Thanks Jordan! You really helped us avoid a horrible fight that day!
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