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My mother was a great cook. My father loved to eat.
I am the Man from Pawtucket and this is my story. Here you will find a collection of observations, from Central Falls to Central Park, from Pawtucket to Paris, about Eating Well. Bon Appetit.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Perbacco is not Perfecto

September 20, 2008

We went to Perbacco last Saturday for dinner. Frank Bruni in The New York Times gave it two stars a few weeks ago so we decided to give it a try. Well, we were not impressed. First of all, what is it with stools? Have restaurant designers ever sat on one and had a meal? Perbacco is small, crowded and very noisy and the food was simply not that good. Certainly didn’t live it up to the hype. For appetizers, we shared grilled zucchini and ricotta cheese , a special rolled bresaola and a green salad with walnuts and honey. The others were OK but the zucchini was iced cold. We mentioned it to two servers who just said “sorry about that”.

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