Stephanie Ann Foster
Google
I am in love with this little gem. Tucked away like a hidden Italian realm in the Lucky's parking lot, De La Torre's offers total welcome, total comfort, and a total lack of pretense. By the third visit everyone there knew my name and was using it.
You can tell that people are at the heart of this place. There are no visible signs of technology anywhere on the dining floor. No blinking lights. No screens or QR codes—just gentle lighting and really kind REAL people. The owner herself is the person who comes to greet you at the door.
As a vegetarian who doesn't like eggplant, my Italian options are extremely limited. I'm basically in it for a mushroom risotto, or for my favorite: spaghetti agilo e olio e peperoncino. Plenty of places don't have it on the menu and won't make it even if I explain it. The people at De La Torre's knew what I wanted right away. It is a deceptively simple dish with very few ingredients, and that means every part of it has to be good. This place absolutely nails it. The pasta is delicious; the olive oil is delicious; the peppers are fantastic and full of flavor.
It is easy for businesses to make me feel unwanted. I'm an admittedly overly sensitive person, and I only ask to go out to dinner when I've had a rough day, so I'm always walking in upset and stressed out. Minor looks and interactions with staff members have made me feel unwanted and turned me off from many places after my first visit. Not here. I really felt like every single person liked me and wanted me there. They didn't care if I asked for something weird that wasn't on the menu, or if I had no clue about wine (except to know when I liked it), or if I asked to have my salad at the same time as my entree—they were just all wonderful human beings to be around.
We have lived in Pleasanton for four years and never felt like we found our recurring date spot—this place is it. I basically plan on living at De La Torre's every time I can find a babysitter.