Looking for a change of pace from our usually places we go with the kids, we decided to roll the dice with Terra Rustica.
Upon entering, regret started creeping in fast as the decor is a bit dated, trying too hard to be nice, and by 1980’s standards no less.
My skepticism grew even further when it became clear that the staff was not Italian, but rather entirely Hispanic. Not that I have anything against Hispanics, it’s just that the odds tend to favor cuisine made by those who are indigenous to its origin. And yes, I’ve had Japanese/Italian at Basta Pasta in NYC which only served to further prove said point.
And then came the first wave of food, the bread and olives and bruschetta. The bread was just eh. And the olives were pitted, which makes for convenience, but it also makes for dry olives. So not a great start. But then the tide started to turn, after all, this is a three knife review.
The bruschetta wasn’t half bad. And the frisee salad with apple was actually quite good.
And the service was friendly and attentive, which at the end of the day, is all that TRULY matters, not that they are Italian (nice save right?).