nr706 wrote:nsxtasy wrote:the one thing they have in common - aside from location - is that the food is terrible.
I don't mean to be a pain, but I think "terrible" is a bit harsh. I go into Dave's with low expectations (justified based on their pricing, vibe, etc.) and they meet those expectations. I go into Gio with mid-level expectations, and sometimes they almost reach them, sometimes not. But I've never had anything at either place that I'd call terrible - everything has been edible, maybe not as good as I can make at home, but not terrible (which, according to my dictionary, means "causing terror or fear" or "unpleasant; disagreeable").
The last two dinners I've had, the food at both has been terrible, meaning "unpleasant; disagreeable". I already described my bad food at Gio above. While my expectations for Dave's were lower, due to the low price, I expected edible, but that would be a highly generous and undeserved characterization of the food there. We had two dishes. One was veal in lemon sauce, which consisted of a few slices of veal with no breading and no taste, served over rotini in a liquid that I can only guess was the water in which the pasta was boiled. The dish had absolutely no lemon taste whatsoever. The other was a special, grilled chicken and provolone ravioli, in which the ravioli (including filling) had absolutely no taste, and were submerged in a tomato sauce that might have come from a jar at the supermarket (and from the cheap brand, too). Also, from the Department of Ewwww, I'd also like to know what the green-colored liquid in the olive oil dispensers on the tables is, because it sure doesn't taste like olive oil (although the serving of undistinguished bread without butter would lead one to expect it to be real olive oil).
I don't eat at expensive restaurants every time I eat out, and I don't expect the same thing when I'm paying $10 or $14 for an entree (the veal at Dave's is $13.95) as when I'm paying $20-30 or more. But I expect it to be better than, say, what I find in the frozen food department of my local supermarket. At both these meals, it wasn't; it was worse.