I'm sorry to knock you down a peg, Portofino's, but I kinda have to. You see, I come from the land of lasagna, the place of pasta, the grove of gnocchi (sorry, that one was a stretch). No, not the old country, but a slice of it in Western PA. Sunday dinner at Grandma's house was no joke. We're serious about the sauce.
I have heard the pizza here is ah-mah-zing, but I wanted to try an old favorite - manicotti. I haven't had it since the last time my mom made it, but I was highly disappointed. The shells were so thick, it kind of ruined the experience for me. The filling was good, and I really do like their sauce, but that shell just threw me off. Not thin and airy like my mama's. Also, I ordered a glass of vino and they served it to me in a glass that just came out of the dishwasher, so it was warm, which was kind of gross.
I hope I can go back and try the pizza, hopefully it will be a better experience, because I want to love P-fino's.