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Primitivo - pretty pitiful

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Primitivo - pretty pitiful

bonbouffe | Jan 4, 2004 03:53 AM

Finally sucked it up and went back to Primitivo (left last time after waiting for 20 minutes with my invisible suit on). What follows is a most unfortunate review, but hopefully a signpost for those who think they can pass off a bar/club as a restaurant/tapas/wine bistro - stick to what you really are: a club with bad bar food and loud music.

Walked in and we were told that the party at our table was just paying and it would be a couple of minutes. Went to the bar and ordered a bottle of wine - told that the producer we asked for made only rose not red (later it turned out they did have that producer's red). Then proceeded to wait OVER AN HOUR to be seated.

We had come this far so we just hung in there until we were seated. Then came the food: olives not fit for Trader Joes, Charcrute with less flavor than Vons deli counter, chorizo soggy and over flavored with cumin served with ice cold onions with all the flavor frozen out (I guess to balance out the excessive cumin), grilled bread alledgedly with melted brie on it, not sure what was melted on top but it was not any brie I want to meet again, boring shrimp, greasy calamari, fishy and not quite ready for prime time, on and on we ventured, like hikers in the desert.

Oh, and the wine. It was a wine bistro you know... so the wine was to be ... well ...er ... how about having to ask for the wine list when we sat down (with our wine glasses from the wait long since drained and returned to the bar) was the first mis-step. Then upon review discovering Perrin's Cote du Rhone at almost $40 when you can buy it for $6.99 at trader joes and $7.99 at Bristol Farm should have told us to just get up and go next door to Lilli's. We ordered a California Syrah, then were told that they were out of it, but instead offered a French Syrah. Not quite what we had in mind, but we tried it, and pleasant enough and into our conversations, asked for a second bottle, only to be told they were now out of that and they were offering in its place the same red we asked for at the bar when we were told they did not have it.

The final moment: The waitress brings the bottle, opens it and pours it into the wine glasses on the table still half full with the previous wine.

Thank you, but I can screw up my own meals without the wait, the crappy ingredients, and the stupidity coupled with attitude. Call it what it is: a bar disguised as a legit restaurant. Buyer beware.

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