I went to dopo with my mother last night. (funny the address is not on the menu I brought home...) It is on Piedmont avenue in Oakland.
They do not take reservations. They seat 32 (four seats at a small bar on the open kitchen), so my mother made sure to get us there really early. she said that a line forms and it gets wild.
Maybe we were the only one to know that a line was supposed to form because a woman came at about 5:25 and stepped right in front of us. They put an open sign and the menu in the window at 5:30 exactly. I had had too much time to wait and watch everyone in the restaurant. doctors are rated on their bedside manner and we cooks are very particular about what our professionalism should look like. Not a single person, when given the opportunity, was friendly to either my mother or myself.
When they "opened", the owner/host stood in the doorway so that no one could pass. my mother is strong and managed to point to a table and ask if we could sit there.
The menu is in three un-labeled categories. ?salads, ?entrees, ?pizzas.
My mother had: warm salad of white shrimp, spinach and chanterelles $9
me: salad of dirty girl farm romaine, anchovy, lemon and parmesan $8
my mother's salad was nice. the mushrooms and spinach were over the top perfect and the shrimp were nothing to write home about.
my salad was a light composition of 7!!!!!!!!!! lettuce leaves on a flat plate. all betw 3-5" long! was this a joke? the dressing was a perfect blend of fresh garlic spike, bright lemony acid punch and the anchovies were tiny and tender. so the salad was perfect, but I would have liked to have had more. considering thet my mother's salad was made with an expensive protein, it was odd that mine was made for a spa in the Alps...
Her entree: pizza with leeks, chanterelles, and fontina $13 mine: ravioli of summer squash and ricotta with mint $13
the pizza, again, was nice. great melted leeks under a huge proliferation of chanterelles and a really tasty crust, although overall it was a little oily. good taste, salty, wondrous mushrooms. mushrooms love to be dried out a little before eating.
mine was 7!!!!!!!! pieces of flower-like flat raviolis, served on a plate. the filling had been stolen in the night and there was absolutely No summer squash anywhere. The mint was a nice accompaniement, unfortunately it had no date. I was pretty frustrated at this point and asked the waiter if I had been mistaken or was this an entree size portion. yes, entree.
I was afraid to get dessert but my mother had had a beautiful watermelon granita the first time she went. she had: espresso panacotta, I: flourless chocolate cake with whipped cream.
the pannacotta was a terrible mistake. it had so much gelatin in it I had to chew it! It tasted like gelatin with a dash of coffee. It came with a stale biscotti that tasted of artificial flavor. ick.
my cake (btw "cake" means that it has flour in it. there is no such thing as a flourless chocolate cake), was really dry. I felt like it either definately had flour in it or had been forgotten about in the oven. and it had a funny taste we could not place. stale cocoa/chocolate? cheap cocoa/chocolate? I took about three bites.
our food came out slow, no one in the kitchen was in a hurry. many people who came in after us were served before us.
This is a place that I will not go back to. I feel really taken advantage of. Especially if I had to wait in a crazy line to spend over one dollar per lettuce leaf. Was I supposed to be so impressed by a bunch of boys who graduated from Oliveto and started their own club?
At first it reminded me of Pizzetta 211. Not anymore. Not good enough. Not satisfying enough.
you're not allowed to have that much attitude if you're not all that.