Milo Z.
Yelp
Man, I never thought I'd leave an Italian restaurant hungry.
If you're from Seattle, you'll probably like this place, but for those of us who were not born in a sewer, it could have been much better. Regrettably, I am in Seattle on an extended stay and felt a hankering for Italian food and, finding this place sorta kinda decently ranked, decided to give it a shot.
The first thing I noticed is that everyone is so unfriendy here (a trend in Seattle) from the hostess, to the server, to the bussers. My server actually asked me if I wanted "a drink or food" as if I were loitering. I told her I'd have food, and ordered the fettuccine and minuscule meatballs ($25.00).
Now, this is the second place I've dined that had different prices on their website; this place was at least not as obnoxious as Johnny Less's. Here, they do not give you bread with your meal (but used to, it seems). Rather, they list bread for $5 online and, if you're lucky enough to come in and eat in-house, it's $6.00. For bread. In an Italian restaurant. I'll pass.
My dinner came in short order and at first I was convinced I ordered from the children's menu and was treated to a handful of fettuccine and four (4) meatballs that were barely larger than those you'd find in a can of spaghetti-o's. However, I will report that the meal was tasty (for what was there) and the meatballs, while marble-like, did taste like they were made in-house. Problem was, after three or four forkfuls I was done, with not even a roll in sight to mop up the tomato sauce. Also, no one asked if I needed cheese or anything else - it was a very mechanical, "get in and get out" dining experience. Check came and people just starting pulling things off my table like they were grabbing souvenirs off the titanic.
I realize it's probably me, and this is what dining is in Seattle - small, overpriced meals with more nickel and dimes than a tip jar and delivered with an extra side of Seattle freeze. That's okay; as I said in my last review, I have an oven at home and can chop it up like Ramsay, so not only won't I starve, but I'll actually eat well.