My wife had spaghetti with meat sauce, and I had tortelle. The sauces were identical, which might be OK, but they were heavy--overwhelming. My dish came with Provolone, and you could see the three slices placed on the top and barely melted through. Lazy cooking. The fried-artichoke appetizer wasn't appetizing at all: We couldn't taste the artichoke. Thank goodness the pesto sauce had some flavor. I had to wait too long with an empty wine glass. The server was pleasant but not quite with it. Perhaps she was new. My wife's dish supposedly came with a salad, but we had to prompt the server to get it. Bread came late and was insipid. Atmosphere is OK--crowded tables but not horribly noisy. (Only one customer was wearing a hat at the table--my pet peeve, which the restaurant has no control over--and it was a flat cap, but his four-year-old son also was wearing one, so the future of boorishness is alive.) Speaking of boorishness, Chef Ramsay could probably whip this place into shape.
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