Let's start of by saying this was a bad experience. The pre-meal cocktail bartender, the hostess who could be reasoned with and accomodated us with a larger table on an nearly empty patio, and the waitress who had better than average timing were this restaurant's only redeeming qualities. It went directly downhill from here.
If you forgive them for being within view of a Nuclear Reactor Energy Facility, you're nice.
If you forgive them for charging $25 for a Veal entree that is obviously of the frozen variety available on any pizzaria purveyor's truck, then you're swell.
But if you forgive the obviously unsupervised busboy trying to take the bread basket and clear the table while you're still eating that nasty overpriced piece of frozen garbage, then you're an idiot. When I pointed out that we were still eating (as were others), he responded "We tryin to close up". I had to laugh, in an effort not to lose my shit, and instructed him to hold off on our table until we were finished. Watching him walk away in a huff and mutter "wutever" sealed it.
$100 dollars, down the drain. Buh Bye $100 dollars. There was a forgettable pasta dish on the table, and unedible mussels (UN-EDIBLE). They managed to get right the Mozz/Tomato salad. Of the 5 items on the menu we ordered, it was the only one that didnt suck.
This operation recently changed hands, and will again.
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