205 North Dover St
Pentwater, MI 49449
Oceana County
Phone: (231) 869-8921
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by Alison B. on I had intended to give Alfredo's 4 Stars for the 1972 wood-panel decor and uncomfortably small bar area which will not accomodate all of the hungry, eager-to-be-seated patrons, but as it has been 3 days since I dined there and I am still thinking about how delicious my dinner was, an absolutely first rate pasta dish with an unctuous creamy tomato vodka sauce, I think 5 is appropriate after all. To help explain why I am still fixated on my entree, I must explain my history with a perfectly made vodka sauce... Many years ago, in Longwood, Florida, there was a tiny little family owned Italian restaurant named Figaro which was "our" restaurant, and my now ex-husband and I went there every single week without fail. Hunter was an adventurous eater and would simply leave the decision making to the chef/ owner who continuously delighted him with creations that were the envy of the other patrons who smelt and saw them be delivered to us in the tiny 8 table max dining room. I, on the other hand, ordered the same thing every single time: penne al salmone, but made with chicken. It was my first introduction to the lovely pinky-orange perfection which is a well-made tomato vodka sauce. For the 3 years we lived in our first home nearby, I ate that entree at least once a week. When we moved to Oregon, the little neighborhood trattoria and my beloved penne al salmone (with chicken!) were two of the only things, other than my parents, of course, that I really missed about Central Florida. It has been 15 years, and I have never found a restaurant - until Alfredo's- which makes this entree exactly the way I remember it: creamy, delicately flavored, silky-smooth, studded with tender pieces of chicken breast and topped with a few cracks of black pepper and julienned basil. When I saw the "Penne Salmone, alla Rita" on Alfredo's classic menu described as "Slivers of fresh salmon sauteed in vodka, shallots, butter, basil, light cream and marinara sauce" I almost squealed in anticipation and when our gracious old-school, stately server agreed at once to have it prepared with chicken for me, I was sold on Alfredo's. One word for it: PERFECTION. Oh, and the garlic bread practically dripping with butter, the classic Caesar, and spumoni were all great too, but nothing compares to the taste of that gorgeous penne al chicken, made especially for me. I will be back!
by Annie F. on A victim of FOF (form over function). Yes, it sure is purty, but... Adorable tiny chairs, made for schoolchildren. Not made for dining. Cute bistro tables, too small to actually fit all the things you want to put on the table in front of you, like your plates. No wonder no table has salt & pepper on it. And you're going to wish that you had salt & pepper when your food comes... Instead of glasses filled with water, you will receive empty glasses and a re-filled wine bottle with water. How charming. However, the water in the bottle will not be enough to fill up all the glasses on your table. The water will also taste noticeably bad. Beautiful menu, too bad it doesn't actually list all the things in the dish. (be ready for surprises! You thought the menu listed all the things on the burger, but it looked better when it only listed half of them.) Hooray for local produce! Too bad you can't get any local liquor. (Or any liquor for a reasonable price.) No Titos. No Dripping Springs. etc, etc. We were also told that they were out of the whiskey we wanted until we refused the more expensive ones, then suddenly the one we wanted was available. Beautiful brick walls, hard floors. Don't expect to be able to hear the person next to you if the place is half full. LOUD. ECHO-Y. Stylish staff. Too bad they are inexperienced and slow. Why go here when Shangri-La, Buenos Aires, and The Good Knight are spitting distance from this maddening Parisian supermodel? Looks only get you so far. And keeping up with supermodels isn't in my budget, anyhow.
