After a theater outing at the Geffen, we went to this restaurant, and were disappointed for the second time within only a few weeks. The first time the food and the service were poor, I chalked it up to every restaurant having a bad night now and again. I don't like to be quick to complain, especially when I have had good experiences in the past, as I have had, not only here, but at other Drago-owned restaurants. Once is an off night - two in a row is a restaurant that is on a slippery slope. First, I had a reservation for 9:45 PM. I called twice to confirm and they called me an additional time to re-confirm. Yet when I arrived at precisely 9:45, having walked over from the Geffen, they found the need to remind me two times within less than five minutes that the kitchen would be closing at 10:00. At 10:00, I noticed them seating another party who had presumably just walked in without a reservation. Who knows what was said to them about the kitchen closing. We ordered a salad and a pasta - simple enough. The salad was so off balance in terms of the olive oil v. vinegar, that one in the party added olive oil in the hope of offsetting the sharp taste of the (cheap) vinegar. OK. One can easily argue that some people prefer a more tart or piquant dressing, but when the pappardelle arrived, I was seriously appalled. It was horribly overcooked. It was mushy and glued together, as if it had sat for a very long time congealing. Ditto the lamb ragu. I have eaten lamb ragu from Osteria Angelini in Los Angeles, to various restaurants in Bologna, Rome, and Naples. I know what a lamb ragu is supposed to taste like. This sauce was old, tired, stale, and greasy. Awful. And awful for the second time in a row at this restaurant. When we were initially seated, I ordered a glass of champagne. I did not have to taste it to see that it was flat. I could see the lack of bubbles indicating a flat champagne as soon as the glass was set down infront of me. If I could see it, surely the waiter could see it as well. Without a doubt, the person (bartender?) who poured it knew when the bottle had been opened. But I had to take a sip to confirm, and then send it back. By the time it reappeared, I was mostly finished with my salad, and had ordered a glass of brunello to go with the pappadelle, so I ended up leaving most of a $20 glass of champagne behind. The brunello was supposedly a 2005. From the taste and from how fruit forward the wine was, I am pretty sure that I did not get wine from 2005. My companion drank most of that glass of wine. At about $150 for two salads, two glasses of wine, and ONE split pasta dish, I expect a LOT more than what I got. The service was perfunctory at best. If there was a manager or maitre d' or host(ess), we never saw him or her for a greeting. I will not return soon, if ever.
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