2/5 Photo J. 9 months ago on Google • 503 reviews
Well,
well,
well,
what
do
we
have
here?
Let
me
unravel
this
culinary
tale
for
you,
my
fellow
discerning
readers.
I
recently
stumbled
upon
an
establishment
that
claims
to
serve
Italian
delights.
Now,
I'm
no
expert
on
Italy,
but
I
do
know
when
something
smells
fishy,
and
in
this
case,
it
wasn't
just
the
seafood
linguini!
Firstly,
they
thought
it
would
be
oh-so-modern
to
ditch
those
good
ol'
physical
menus
and
replace
them
with
QR
codes.
Alright,
I'll
admit,
it
might've
been
a
decent
idea
IF
their
internet
connectivity
didn't
resemble
a
snail's
pace
in
molasses.
Picture
this:
you're
trying
to
log
into
their
server
while
waiting
for
the
data
to
load,
and
your
stomach
is
growling
louder
than
a
pack
of
howler
monkeys
on
a
caffeine
spree.
Not
exactly
the
best
start
to
a
gastronomic
adventure.
Now,
let's
delve
into
the
food
they
so
proudly
serve.
Take
my
advice,
literally,
take
it
away
from
me!
I
had
the
misfortune
of
ordering
their
ravioli.
Sweet
mother
of
marinara,
it
was
like
dessert
in
a
pasta
disguise!
This
ain't
no
Italian
delicacy,
my
friends,
it's
an
ode
to
saccharine
overdose.
So,
I
tried
to
enlighten
the
server,
thinking
maybe
they'd
see
the
error
of
their
ways
and
correct
this
sugary
monstrosity.
But
no!
The
server
had
the
audacity
to
blame
the
pasta
itself,
claiming
it
came
straight
from
the
Willy
Wonka
Pasta
Factory.
I
call
baloney
on
that
excuse,
for
I
have
never
encountered
pasta
dough
with
a
sweet
tooth!
And
let's
not
forget
the
risotto,
or
as
I
like
to
call
it,
the
"meh-sotto."
It
was
as
bland
as
a
politician's
promises,
lacking
any
semblance
of
flavor
or
imagination.
A
real
letdown,
let
me
tell
you.
Now,
the
pièce
de
résistance
is
the
owner's
response
to
my
heartfelt
critique.
Five
months
ago,
he
tries
to
school
me
on
memory,
suggesting
I
wrote
this
review
a
year
after
my
visit.
Oh,
the
audacity!
Newsflash,
Mr.
Evasive,
my
friends
and
I
can
still
taste
the
unsavory
disaster
we
were
served,
and
we
sure
as
heck
haven't
mastered
time
travel!
So,
to
the
owner
who
thinks
my
words
can
be
brushed
aside
with
a
clever
remark,
think
again!
You
may
try
to
undermine
my
review,
but
the
truth
is
as
undeniable
as
a
full
moon
in
a
cloudless
sky.
La
Bella
Miso,
you've
given
us
a
taste
of
bad
pasta
that
will
haunt
our
culinary
memories
forever.
And
every
time
someone
mentions
subpar
noodles,
your
name
will
pop
up
like
a
sour
lemon
in
a
basket
of
fresh
produce.
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My
Ratings:
Price
$$$
(in
relation
to
the
quality
of
food
and
comfort)
Food
1*,
Service
3*,
Comfort
3*,
Bathroom
3.5*
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Will
I
visit
this
place
again?
Sorry!
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