Great place for truly bad Italian food
A few weeks ago, I tried out Bella Mia for a dinner with the family. I had heard good things about it and thought that it would be a sure winner. But, even with the receding weeks, my memories of that trauma is as fresh as ever. We arrived for a last minute 7pm reservation on Sat, which I found oddly convenient for a purportedly popular restaurant. We were made to wait a further 20 minutes before we were seated at a booth. Our accomodating and rather cheerful waiter quickly attended to us. He was about the most pleasing part of the experience. He even went as far as to make a special elixir to assuage my sister's harsh bellowy cough. We ordered some of the standards off the menu. I had the cioppino, which is usually one of my favorites and otherwise, we also ordered linguine con vongole and a rib eye steak. The calamari appetizer came first and was an immediate disappointment. It was dry and overly salted. The heavy batter was quite disagreeable. That was followed quickly by our main entrees and the situation fell off a cliff. My cioppino came with what looked like a nice sauce and fresh seafood, but the Dungeness crab legs were omitted. However, when we all dug into our pasta, we were stunned by what we found. It wasn't really pasta at all, or not anything that resembles pasta. It was just a massive sticky-gooey mess. At best we could fork a few strands of mangled noodles. It appeared that whoever had tried to make the fresh pasta had just dumped the finished noodles into a big bowl to clump together instead of letting them air dry to set. Needless to say, we left the pasta portions untouched after we gleaned off the toppings. The rib eye was no better. Rather than a succulent piece of steak made medium-rare, it was a savaged and charred brick of meat. I'm normally a meat-lover, but I could make no progress on that steak. Depressed by the miserable meal, we sulked out of the restaurant, eschewing any desserts they might want to force upon us.