When you walk into Mezza Notte… the first word that comes to mind is OPULENT. Gilded dining rooms, garish lighting and loud colours assault the senses. If I didn’t know better, i would say it was bordering on gaudy.
Nevertheless.. we’ve heard good, good things… about Mezza Notte, so we were looking forward to our supper.
Let’s see… for a supposedly chi-chi italian restaurant.. the bread was pretty average. Nothing to shout about in taste.. so I have nothing to say about that..
The grilled lamb with mushrooms was TOUGH like you would not BELIEVE… How do i look even remotely LADY-LIKE eating this thing… I felt ABOUT as sexy and lady-like as SPARTACUS taking a lion by the teeth and wrestling it to the ground.
Not good.
Not sexy.
The baked lobster was MINISCULE … not bad if you are Lara Flynn Boyle… or on a diet… (or Lara Flynn Boyle on a diet :P) but definitely not enough to QUELL the rage in your average strapping bloke’s stomach… i tell ya…
Finally… enter PASTA.
The CRAB pasta was soggy and limp… The crab looked like it had been BATTERED TO DEATH ( PUN INTENDED!!! hahaha ) … The person who ordered this meal was so distraught he tried to breathe some life back into his dying meal…
.. to no avail !
The meal was a disaster.
We had to cheer ourselves up by partying the night away at the MANSION… and that, we did, … see?!!
Food : 2/10
Service:2/10
MSG levels : low
Price : high
Party : 20/10 !!!
