by Jen L. on Like an Olive Garden, but a little bit fancier. I ate with five colleagues last night, and I guess I was the only Pietro's virgin, because they were all seated and waiting for me when I arrived (ON TIME BY THE WAY) and they had already decided that we were getting what they always get - the big salad and a pizza or two. I would have liked to try the arancini (I am a huge sucker for fried rice balls, you know) but those bitches said no way. Anyhoo, I ordered a glass of so-so Pinot Noir and wolfed down a roll with nice green olive oil and tried to calm down from my shitty day at work. The Insalada Mista salad was okay. It was a green salad. No croutons. No cheese. Boring. The pizza was pretty good. We got the bianca with basil, mozzarella, parmesan and fontina and another one with cheese, crispy prosciutto and arugula. I had another glass of wine and then my friends rolled me to my hotel.
by Burl Passino on We had an early dinner so we got there around 12am and there was no one in line. The stupid club promoter made us stand there for a couple minutes and wouldn't even let the bachlorette wear her veil. The decor was this weird under the sea theme. There was a mini room upstairs for hip hop but they randomly played Colbie Caillat. Nine shots for $160 cause they add gratuity. You guys suck and what's up with napkin throwing like you're making it rain gross Euro guy?
