by Kat Robinson
We were really excited to see Stuffed Whole Artichokes ($9.95) on the menu. It’s been years since I had a good stuffed artichoke in a restaurant (I’m blessed to know a great deal of great home chefs). It took some time to prepare, but when it arrived it was massive — and singular. Just one artichoke on the plate. And… well, it was tasty enough, sure, with Parmesan cheese and bits of tomato and breadcrumbs and onions and garlic. The one thing I had about it was that the thistles hadn’t been trimmed. You know, the little sharp bits?
It was quite some time later (our waitress was also handling the large party that came in after us, which meant we saw little of her) we received our entrées. And something odd happened. My dining companion had ordered the Quattro Formaggi Ravioli ($13.95), six round hand-made cheese ravioli swimming in a sea of the smoothest, most chunk-less marinara I’ve ever encountered, topped with melted cheese and dried herbs. Which, honestly, didn’t excite him.
Now, mind you, I tried the mushroom bit right away and was quite pleased. It was very savory and tasty, nicely done. But… I don’t know.
Anyway, we tried each other’s plates, found the other’s more to each other’s liking and switched. And I seriously dug into the ravioli themselves, which were nicely balanced four cheese ravioli.
And it’s not that we had a bad meal. It just seemed… a little mediocre. The price seemed a bit out of touch with what we received.
So, I don’t know. Did I just have a weird night there? Is this the norm? I’d love your thoughts.