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Kids can cook better

Kids can cook
Originally uploaded by Skinny Epicurean.

It has been bugging me for a while but I guess I just refuse to admit it. The last straw came today though and I am just going to state it: Garibaldi is no longer on my radar screen. The standards have just dropped gradually but quickly. Help!

The pasta used to be a fail-proof option. Always al dente and always a delicious sauce. But the penne with salmon, saffron and white wine sauce was a joke. Seriously. I think any kid can cook a better pasta.

I had a couple of disappointments before this but just wanted to give it another chance. So after a decent starter of zucchini roll-ups filled with goat's cheese, I felt positive about the pasta main course.

Wow, a somewhat aesthetically-challenged platter of pasta came before me. Unappetizing penne painted in an orangey-hue, dotted with cubes of salmon so small they seem to be fighting a losing battle trying to make their existence known. Well, being kind, I gave my sense of sight the benefit of the doubt and spooned a portion into my mouth.

Lukewarm - must have been sitting under the warmer while the other dishes were prepared. And the fish. Oooh, I am not asking sashimi-fresh but it did taste slightly fishy, which would have perhaps gone unnoticed if any white wine was used at all.


I had to salt my pasta.

Ok, enough said. I will definitely have to try out more lunch spots.


oh dear. any photos?
dropshot said…
heh I had a similar experience a few months ago. The kurobuta pork was so tough that even though I complained to the waiter, he ignored my comment and even retorted that they are the "best Italian restaurant in Singapore".
mia said…
reindeer: no, i didn't take a picture. no need to remember such a bad meal :)
sook said…
sorry to hear about your experience.
I didn't have a good impression of the place myself when I visited them for the first time a couple of months back. Unfortunately (or fortunately), I don't think I will be returning anytime soon.
the hungry cow said…
Sounds really bad eh. So much for an established Italian restaurant in Singapore... I've yet to try it but I hope when I do, I won't have to salt my pasta.
imp said…
oh dear. what did they do to the chef? this used to be my favorite italian place. but i began to find them snooty and uncreative. frankly, their standards have slipped.

i haven't gone back for a long while. and i guess, reading this, i needn't bother either.

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