Reviews, and initial impressions, made Primo seem like a good fit for our tastes. We had palate fatigue from too many traditional Puglian dishes after a week in-country, and this seemed like a place that could provide a little variation with the great local ingredients. The establishment is a no-nonsense place, with paper tablecloths, simple decor, bright fluorescent lighting both in the inside and patio, and a menu that seemed innovative and inspired.
Only one of the four dishes we had was worth a return; a starter of very thinly sliced eggplant, done in an escabeche style; fried, then dressed with bread crumbs and mint, with lots of olive oil, served at room temperature. The other starter, anchovies in vinegar, was a delight to the eye; a generous school of lovely little fish radiating out from a center dollop of tomatoes and lemon, but with entirely too much vinegar to be enjoyed. The oven grilled swordfish was properly cooked, but the pistachio crumb topping was bland and contributed little. The real letdown was the tuna, properly grilled rare, but served with a glistening sweet red sauce that looked like a something from a packet from your local Chinese takeout. We were too demoralized to do dessert, and bailed out.
Service was good; not much English but sincere and effective. Short but decent wine list.
A lot of other dishes being delivered to other tables looked good. We might try again.