- 整體 2
- 食物 1
- 服務 3
- 氛圍 3
Short version:
It was… edible.
Long version:
Barely. Buca de Beppo would get booted out of Italy serving what they did. If prison offered Italian for a holiday meal, I would imagine it to be like this.
We were less than five minutes late, but waited another 15 to be seated for a very early reservation… and the restaurant was less than half full. We were told that they were still preparing the table for our large party, and putting food on it, (i.e. bread). The bread never arrived until the entrees did half an hour later.
We were ushered through a weird, fluorescent-lit ‘hallway’ to see the kitchen on our way up two flights of stairs to our table… that lacked the bread, or any water for that matter. And then waited another fifteen minutes.
As we had movie theater reservations, we ordered everything at once, and began with fried calamari and a chopped salad. The calamari was the ‘star’ of the meal, but was served with a cold marinara that tasted like something bought at Albertson’s… and in the refrigerator for over a month. Ugh. Next was an unintentional ‘wilted’ salad drowning in an Italian ‘dressing’ that tasted suspiciously like bottled Kraft, but worse.
Next was the chicken parmigian. The crust resembled the skin from a bucket of KFC original recipe, but was disappointingly flavorless and not crispy at all. The chicken itself was just okay. This was followed by what was described on the menu as ‘lasagna.’ Ugh, ugh. This was basically a mush of overcooked pasta formed into a really long loaf to resemble its name, and covered with a warm version of the earlier, aforementioned marinara, but this time with beef. It looked more like a crime scene. And should have been investigated as one with the lack of texture and flavor.
I started and finished with their ‘signature’ old-fashioned cocktail. Which was a seemingly pre-made bottled version, but with a ‘fancier’ name and a higher price tag.
BdB was basically a poor man’s Olive Garden. And significantly inferior.