David S.
Yelp
Today was homecoming day with my girlfriend and I was on the hunt to take her to a very nice and expensive place, and I really thought I found the one. It was either that or Bella Limone, and after what they did to Pinkies I don't have the heart to go... At least not yet. But let's focus on Beppe. Spectacular interior, super kind staff and we actually happen to be the first people there upon opening on Saturday.
We walked in 10 minutes before they were serving food, and both the hostess and our waiter reminded us very warmly. I absolutely love the vibe, the menu screamed "overpriced garbage" but I was still curious. I ordered a Shirley Temple, it was 10 dollars. Actually, it might've been 8 dollars. I took a picture of the receipt so I could show you the prices. I will admit though, that was easily one of the best Shirley Temples I ever had, especially for something that's traditionally just Grenadine and Sprite. By the taste, I'm confident they simmer their Grenadine in cherries for an extra pop. Very clever.
Ravioli came out and I must say, although the pasta itself is quite authentic and delicate, the marinara truly ruins the entire experience. I felt quite ill when eating it. Yeah, it's that kind of pasta. We got another entree, however I forgot the name of it; I believe it was a confusing Italian word. Similar to my last dish, the pasta itself is very nice, the noodle is incredible and freshly chopped and grated with LOVE. But the texture and rawness of the ingredients isn't quite appetizing, I would rather get something simple.
Let's move on to the greatest part of the entire night. The Tiramisu was 16 dollars, easily the most expensive Tiramisu I've ever had. Not saying it's supposed to be cheap, but good lord it better be worth two full orders of Mickey D's To-GO!
Biting into the Tiramisu is like gnawing your teeth into genuine greatness. I absolutely adore the taste, and the texture is so satisfying. I save the in-jokes for outside of Yelp, but I'm just gonna say it; It was quite literally a taste-gasm. The dreamy creamy flavor compliments its GORGEOUS technique with the eggy, delicious white whip that is just LEAKING out from the side of the darn thing. What a fabulous dish, and probably one of the only things I could say is definitely worth the money. A desert to remember.
Although two of the most expensive entrees I've ordered in a lifetime not only set back a lot of the expectations I had, but set back my bank account. I knew what I was getting myself into, so I'll leave my complaining to rest for the next time I'm craving overpriced Italian food. The good out-ways the bad in my opinion, especially with how everything turned out. Me and my girlfriend made the best out of everything we could, it started to rain so we got under the only table that didn't pour onto us. It was such a scene scented with fresh fallen water, I can just imagine the feeling in my head.
Even though it had its setbacks, Beppe reminds me of the true reason I am so passionate about my genetically rooted cuisine; the greatness of gathering family and appreciating each others company, regardless of how the food may taste, is a feeling that's priceless in it of itself. I liked Beppe, and I will never come back again.
3/5