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<\/a>The steak and accompanying skinny fries were actually good enough, just not for their over-inflated price. But my onion soup tasted like a brick of salt fell into it!!! How have no employees noticed that before? In my case, it might have been okay because I was getting over a bad cold, so I was losing my voice; I could have just gone into the ladies room and gargled with it!!! (The restrooms are through the tiny kitchen, by the way. Not fun.) And it was served in a way-too-small cup for the contents, so, with the very first spoonful, the broth went everywhere! It would be a terrible dish for a first date, let me tell you.<\/p>\nTo be fair, I overheard one of the men at my table say, “These are the best mussels I’ve ever eaten,” so that was one satisfied customer. Actually, I think we were all satisfied; I was just way underwhelmed. (The rest of the guests wouldn’t have voiced it if they were, too, out of deference to our generous host.)<\/p>\n
My favorite part of dining out is dessert, of course, (as anyone who’s seem my restaurant reviews can attest to.) I had been looking forward to having a good and\/or interesting one all day. I was a tad concerned, though, because I had searched the web for their dessert menu, to no avail. I found their basic menu in several places, but no desserts anywhere. That’s always a red flag.<\/p>\n
There were several desserts on their in-restaurant menu, but not even one that I eat!!! Everything had coffee, lemon, or alcohol, or was just something not worth the calories and unhealthfulness. (And the “assorted gelato” said “$90!!! What’s up with that???)<\/p>\n
So, the host ordered a giant chocolate mousse for the table. Yes, I do love chocolate, but for some reason, not chocolate mousse, though I eat it if there’s nothing else around. But this one was worse than the junk in school cafeterias!!! I tried two bites, slowly, but couldn’t do it. So, I ordered coconut sorbet, which I usually like, just not by itself; I figured if I paired it with the mousse, the combo might work for me. But this one tasted like lemon! Oysh.<\/p>\n
While none of the other nine people in my party complained about anything, I heard no raves, either, except for that one about the mussels. Oh, and the bread was also eh, with the butter being absolutely tasteless.<\/p>\n
So, there you have it. I didn’t hate the place, but there’s no reason to ever go back. Alas, they don’t even have cute waiters! (It’s not that they’re not cute; they’re non-existent\u2014it’s all waitresses.)<\/p>\n
Hopefully, my dining experiences in 2013 will go uphill from here. After all, I think they have to!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
IL PICCOLINO Right before the end of the year, I enjoyed a holiday celebration with a group of high-powered people who chose the restaurant Il Piccolino on Robertson. I had never heard of it, but it seemed happening enough, even though, with all the plastic surrounding the interior, ( I think so it can<\/p>\n