http://www.saltshaker.net/20091121/pizza-old-new Casting a little flavor (and a few aspersions) on the world of food, drink, and life Fri, 19 Mar 2010 16:08:39 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://www.saltshaker.net/20091121/pizza-old-new/comment-page-1#comment-191320 dan Mon, 23 Nov 2009 03:43:00 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/?p=3168#comment-191320 It's arugula. It’s arugula.

]]> http://www.saltshaker.net/20091121/pizza-old-new/comment-page-1#comment-191318 Tom Roth Mon, 23 Nov 2009 01:20:46 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/?p=3168#comment-191318 Is that arugala or maybe, it sure looks like basil? Is that arugala or maybe, it sure looks like basil?

]]> http://www.saltshaker.net/20091121/pizza-old-new/comment-page-1#comment-191284 SaltShaker » Blog Archive » Random catch-up notes Sat, 21 Nov 2009 12:32:18 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/?p=3168#comment-191284 [...] Scetta – French 2301 at the corner of Azcuénaga. Hmmm… very hip, trendy looking spot with lots of whitewashed wood and cream colored leather. We stopped in for lunch the other day. It was just the two of us and two telenovella (soap opera) stars at another table. None of us got paid much attention to. The waitress seemed far more interested in web-surfing than seeing if customers needed anything (why there’s a computer in the wait-station with a high-speed internet connection I’ll never understand). At lunch only a menu ejecutivo is offered. Green salads took the “chef” 25 minutes to produce out of the kitchen – turned out he was the scruffy guy sitting at the counter reading the newspaper and drinking espresso. Ravioli were overcooked and basically flavorless. The “roast chicken” was a dried out wedge of chicken breast with a little cylinder of mashed potatoes sitting next to it. [Nov. 2009 - Thankfully, this blight in the neighborhood has closed and been replaced by a quite good pizzeria, Quentino.] [...] [...] Scetta – French 2301 at the corner of Azcuénaga. Hmmm… very hip, trendy looking spot with lots of whitewashed wood and cream colored leather. We stopped in for lunch the other day. It was just the two of us and two telenovella (soap opera) stars at another table. None of us got paid much attention to. The waitress seemed far more interested in web-surfing than seeing if customers needed anything (why there’s a computer in the wait-station with a high-speed internet connection I’ll never understand). At lunch only a menu ejecutivo is offered. Green salads took the “chef” 25 minutes to produce out of the kitchen – turned out he was the scruffy guy sitting at the counter reading the newspaper and drinking espresso. Ravioli were overcooked and basically flavorless. The “roast chicken” was a dried out wedge of chicken breast with a little cylinder of mashed potatoes sitting next to it. [Nov. 2009 - Thankfully, this blight in the neighborhood has closed and been replaced by a quite good pizzeria, Quentino.] [...]

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