The Globe is frequently mentioned as a groovy hangout as a place for those in the food business to console themselves long after their doors have closed. It is an unpretentious dining room with brick walls and unobtrusive decor. It is opened late. The service is great. The food is ranges from just OK to very good and I wonder if it gets a pass because it keeps it doors open to 1 am.
We ordered the "special appetizer" --peaches and pruscuitto--I guess they found some nice peaches, cut them up and hurridly wrapped them with decent ham. It was
a very informal spur of the moment dish, but OK nonetheless. The mixed seafood appetizer was better loaded with whitefish, mussels and shrimp. We soaked the red sauce with the very plain and uninspired bread selection.
The salads were the high point. The Caeser was dressed lightly with a shimmering dressing and the frisee with pancetta and poached egg was fantastic. The much heralded spaghetti was out of the box vermicelli drowning, and I swear fighting for its life, in a sea of soupy (I mean like Campbell's)tomato sauce. Not great folks. The rock shrimp pizza was also way too wet, with near soupy consistency towards the epicenter of the pie (the most critical test of a pie is its epicenter). We scavanged the shrimp which had managed to survive the voyage just fine.
As a result of some intense flirting, we were comped desserts which were a painfully sweet apple tart with caramel sauce and a strawberry shortcake thingy that was nicer looking than tasting.
So go for the salad, ambience and service. The rest, well, you can do better at home.