The opposite of 'love' isn't 'hate'. The opposite is 'indifference'. Love and hate are both passions that inspire, the former to posses or merge with the love object, the latter to destroy it. Indifference, on the other hand, requires nothing and inspires nothing. And so it is with Gabriella's Portuguese restaurant in Somerville. There's precious little to commend or condemn it.
The high point of our meal was the warm, home baked rolls served at the start. From there, the descent into mediocrity was steeper than a triple black diamond ski slope. We shared an insipid Caesar Salad that yearned for a hint of either garlic or anchovy, and was graced (sic) instead with sliced tomatoes. We've come to bury this Caesar, not to praise it. For an appetizer, we shared the Chorico Assado, a too-chewy sausage barely redeemed by a nice charring. The main dish was the Cataplana De Marisco, a benign paella-like stew that would have been instantly forgettable save for the $27 price.
All in all, if you're looking for good Portuguese food, perhaps a trip to Portugal is in order. This place is a major ho-hum yawn that only a mother could love or a misanthrope could hate. Us? We're indifferent and won't return. You? Don't bother.