Roman F.
Yelp
This is my fourth time at Gnocchi Philly. And I live in Miami! But it's now become a thing -every time I fly up to see my partner, we drop into this most charmingly authentic and relaxed eatery on Passyunk. That's probably enough review for most. But, if you're unsatisfied, please, be my guest...
We originally stumbled into it by accident one night as we strolled down South Street. We mapped Italian into the iPhone and decided to walk up to check it out. I don't hate to admit this, but aside from reading reviews, I tend to judge a book by its cover, and rightfully so. We were immediately taken by its laid back, informal vibe and pseudo shabby chic atmosphere that felt like a mom and pop dining house off the beaten path in Salerno.
They took us without a reservation and advised us of their cash only and bring your own bottle policy. Their menu was relatively small, something we could both appreciate as this is usually a sign of a restaurant that knows who they are and what they do best. And the prices were on the more than reasonable side of reasonable. Our dining experience was so unexpectedly pleasant that we vowed to return to see if perhaps it had been just a one night love affair. I'm delighted to report that It was not. To this day, we've not sampled anything on the menu that could pass for average, except perhaps the bread basket (more on this in a minute).
Although I crave change, I am also a creature of habit. And so, my first three visits found me ordering the lobster ravioli. Clearly, this is an item I recommend. The meatball appetizer and the creamy burrata appetizer with its salty prosciutto and sweet tomatoes are also fantastic. The mushroom appetizer is another winner. And just when you think it couldn't get any deliciouser (because I just made that a word), boom! Out comes a limoncello cake that you'd swear was baked in Amalfi and floated right into the Gnocchi kitchen. If you don't enjoy this light but luscious dessert, please seek immediate medical assistance - your taste buds are suffering from a terminal case of riggermortis.
This last time, we decided to have a "little get together" with a few friends from South Florida who also flew up and a couple from the Jersey Shore who drove down. This time, I broke the mold - I finally ordered a dish I'd had my eye on, the Flounder Franchaise. Wow! I kick myself for not having dived into different waters of the menu earlier. My appetizer this time was the steamed mussels in the red spicy sauce. Again, so on point! However, my Jersey buddy had the mussels in the white sauce. Remember the one solitary "average" item, the bread basket I mentioned? You try dunking that bread in that white sauce just once and tell me if you don't walk away from the evening with an I-just-got-orally-laid grin and a referral to the Betty Ford clinic for a briny yeast addiction.
The place can lean towards the boisterous side, particularly when larger groups, like ours, are seated. So if that's not your scene, you may want to think twice, but I would still come out at least once for the food.
The staff is terrific - attentive and accommodating, but can be fun and spicy if you're in that kind of vibe. As I mentioned, they are BYOB, so feel free to bring your favorite bottle of wine, whiskey or six pack of Old Milwaukee.
My starter kit recommendation:
Burrata Appetizer
Lobster Ravioli
Limoncello Cake
Or just play pin the tail on the donkey with the menu - after all, It's bound to kick ass.