3/5 Jason Van C. 1 year ago on Google
Ironically,
the
thing
we
came
here
specifically
for,
we
should
have
made
at
home.
My
wife
has
learned
(by
carbon
copying
their
menu)
how
to
make
OG's
Zuppa
Toscana
soup,
and
does
a
damn
fine
job
of
it!
However,
she
didn't
want
to
make
it
today,
so
the
next
best
thing
was
to
go
to
the
source...right?
Well,
the
soup
was
just...okay.
All
the
ingredients
were
there,
but
the
broth
seemed
watery,
and
lacking
spice.
My
wife
makes
a
far
superior
iteration.
How
does
that
happen?
As
for
the
rest
of
our
visit,
well...it
was
on
par
for
what
you'd
expect
from
Olive
Garden.
We
try
to
avoid
big
chain
restaurants
whenever
possible;
more
often
than
not,
they're
just
not
worth
it.
Flash-frozen,
reheated
foods;
kitschy,
soulless
décor,
a
bland
and
uninspired
menu.
You
get
the
idea.
We
were
seated
immediately,
which
was
a
nice
change
and,
as
before,
we
split
a
Tour
of
Italy,
the
aforementioned
bowl
of
the
Zuppa
Toscana,
and
of
course,
salad
and
breadsticks.
Our
server,
Drew,
was
competent
and
attentive,
and
friendly
enough
in
his
interactions
with
us,
although
I
felt
like
he
was
battling
a
bout
of
depression
at
the
time.
Believe
me,
I
get
it,
man.
I'd
probably
be
depressed
if
I
worked
at
the
Olive
Garden,
too.
Other
than
the
mediocre
soup,
the
food
was,
all-around,
pretty
darn
good.
I'm
hoping
not
to
make
a
habit
out
of
coming
here,
as
there
are
far
better
Italian
restaurants
in
the
area.
But
sometimes,
you
need
that
fast
food
Italian
fix.
It
may
be
the
McDonalds
of
Italian
cuisine,
but
everyone
eats
(and
enjoys)
McDonalds,
on
occasion,
whether
or
not
we
care
to
admit
it.
Call
it
a
guilty
pleasure,
a
moment
of
weakness,
or
a
white
trash
extravagance;
in
the
end,
the
result
is
the
same:
we
left
fat
and
happy,
and
with
leftovers,
despite
splitting
an
entrée.
I
have
no
idea
how
anyone
could
finish
a
single
order
by
themselves.
Talk
about
carb
overload!
I
guess
that's
why
diabetes
is
a
thing
in
this
country.