Derick H.
Google
Porcini is hands down one of the most disappointing dining experiences I’ve had in years. From the moment you walk in, it feels like a place coasting on its name rather than delivering anything resembling quality.
The food is aggressively mediocre at best and outright bad at worst. Pasta arrived lukewarm, overcooked, and drowning in sauce that tasted like it came straight out of a jar. Any claim to “authentic Italian” is laughable. The flavors were flat, uninspired, and clearly rushed — the kind of meal you regret halfway through but finish only because of how much you paid for it.
Service was painfully slow and disorganized. We waited far too long just to be acknowledged, longer still for drinks, and even longer for food that absolutely wasn’t worth the wait. Staff seemed confused, overwhelmed, and completely disconnected from the dining room, which made the entire experience uncomfortable and frustrating.
The atmosphere tries hard to be upscale but ends up feeling tired and neglected. Sticky tables, cramped seating, and a general lack of attention to detail made it clear that guest experience is not a priority here.
For the prices Porcini charges, you would expect care, consistency, and at least a basic level of competence. Instead, you get inflated costs, subpar food, and a night you wish you could get back. There are far better Italian restaurants that actually respect their customers’ time and money.
Save yourself the disappointment and go somewhere—anywhere—else.