the unforgiveable sin- La Scala
This past Monday, when my coworker asked me where I went Friday night to celebrate, it took me a couple of minutes to remember. Then it all came rushing back to me. The odd couple singing big-band lounge type of music in the corner, the dark corner lit only by a dim oil lamp, the waiter who frightened me with his jokes and deadpan stare (a side of anchovy please. what side?) the family full of kids who looked too chubby to be eating all that pizza, the mirror to the side of me, reflecting sad faces full of mortality and hunger. (mostly hunger.)
Yes, I went to La Scala this past weekend and I lived to tell the tale.
Unfortunately I do not have many pictures because we were placed in the darkest corner of the restaurant. What little we could see of our food came from the paltry gas lamp that was no taller than the size of my hand. We sat down and perused the menu. This is not a cheap take out pizza place like Bronx Pizza (the god of all pizzas in San Diego, second best is Fillipo's Pizza Grotto in Little Italy- must check spelling later). This is an actual italian restaurant where one can have a romantic dinner in a dim corner and/or hearty dinner with a family. The prices are reasonable for a family style Italian restaurant. We ordered a Margerita Pizza for $14.95 and a side of anchovies for $4.95. We heard from a colleague that the pizza here was really good. So we ordered and waited. and waited. and waited.
We were hungry. I was so hungry that when the waiter came with bread after about twenty minutes, I had only good things to say about the bread. In retrospect, the bread was merely buttered crispy toast. Nothing special really.
When the pizza finally arrived, it looked good. (from what we could see in the dim light). I carved out a piece for oo and myself. Then I lifted the pizza and took a bite. The first bite was fantastic -- the cheese was the best pizza cheese I ever had -- but then, the unforgiveable sin occurred. The pizza was soggy. SOGGY!!! Fifteen bucks for a pizza, forty minute wait, and the pizza was soggy!!!
But I was too hungry to complain. I chewed on the cheese happily, happy for sustenance, and spat out the wet dough. The anchovies were super salty, strong but interesting. It was the first time I ever had european-style anchovies, and I thought it was pretty interesting. I wouldn't order it again though personally.
Once my hunger fever was satiated, I reassessed the dinner. Overall it was ok. I was not happy that we had to wait awhile for dinner. The music, which I really enjoyed for the first ten minutes, started to drive me batty after waiting over forty minutes for dinner. But for me, the unforgiveable sin was soggy pizza. Soggy pizza, only happens to me when I eat microwaved pizza. I hate soggy pizza. To me, it implies lack of care, quality and time spent on the pizza. The cheese was fantastic, so I don't know why the pizza dough was sloppy. Maybe the chef just didn't care about our dinner. And that a chef wouldn't care about our dinner, why, I find that a bit of an insult!
In any case, perhaps the other entrees would be better. I suppose it's not a bad place to go if you like old big band lounge type of music, and cheesy type of dishes that doesn't involve pizza dough. They definitely had great cheese! The band playing was not bad too, it's just that an hour of listening to that music in a hunger state will start to make you wonder if you just entered...the twilight zone!!!
Yes, I went to La Scala this past weekend and I lived to tell the tale.
Unfortunately I do not have many pictures because we were placed in the darkest corner of the restaurant. What little we could see of our food came from the paltry gas lamp that was no taller than the size of my hand. We sat down and perused the menu. This is not a cheap take out pizza place like Bronx Pizza (the god of all pizzas in San Diego, second best is Fillipo's Pizza Grotto in Little Italy- must check spelling later). This is an actual italian restaurant where one can have a romantic dinner in a dim corner and/or hearty dinner with a family. The prices are reasonable for a family style Italian restaurant. We ordered a Margerita Pizza for $14.95 and a side of anchovies for $4.95. We heard from a colleague that the pizza here was really good. So we ordered and waited. and waited. and waited.
We were hungry. I was so hungry that when the waiter came with bread after about twenty minutes, I had only good things to say about the bread. In retrospect, the bread was merely buttered crispy toast. Nothing special really.
When the pizza finally arrived, it looked good. (from what we could see in the dim light). I carved out a piece for oo and myself. Then I lifted the pizza and took a bite. The first bite was fantastic -- the cheese was the best pizza cheese I ever had -- but then, the unforgiveable sin occurred. The pizza was soggy. SOGGY!!! Fifteen bucks for a pizza, forty minute wait, and the pizza was soggy!!!
But I was too hungry to complain. I chewed on the cheese happily, happy for sustenance, and spat out the wet dough. The anchovies were super salty, strong but interesting. It was the first time I ever had european-style anchovies, and I thought it was pretty interesting. I wouldn't order it again though personally.
Once my hunger fever was satiated, I reassessed the dinner. Overall it was ok. I was not happy that we had to wait awhile for dinner. The music, which I really enjoyed for the first ten minutes, started to drive me batty after waiting over forty minutes for dinner. But for me, the unforgiveable sin was soggy pizza. Soggy pizza, only happens to me when I eat microwaved pizza. I hate soggy pizza. To me, it implies lack of care, quality and time spent on the pizza. The cheese was fantastic, so I don't know why the pizza dough was sloppy. Maybe the chef just didn't care about our dinner. And that a chef wouldn't care about our dinner, why, I find that a bit of an insult!
In any case, perhaps the other entrees would be better. I suppose it's not a bad place to go if you like old big band lounge type of music, and cheesy type of dishes that doesn't involve pizza dough. They definitely had great cheese! The band playing was not bad too, it's just that an hour of listening to that music in a hunger state will start to make you wonder if you just entered...the twilight zone!!!
posted by green beans at 10:31 PM
3 Comments:
Don't you just hate the "smarta*s", condescending service you sometimes get here! After a while you become a "smarta*s" yourself, not what I envisioned when I first moved here. I.E. if the waiter asked what side of anchovies - I woulda said - "the edible side, do you serve that here!" Soggy, pizza - what a travesty! BTW what was the special occasion, if you don't mind my asking? Sounds like the condensed milk on toast might've been better, huh? :o)
the special occasion was "My-first- paycheck-in-San Diego!!" hehe! good thing i wasn't that serious about the celebrating thing (the serious celebration is for the permanent paycheck!) or i would have been a lot more upset at that restaurant!!
you know i hate corvette diner for that reason too -- smarta*s service.
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