My fiance and I each supported ourselves in undergrad serving tables so we know it can be tiring, stressful and frustrating sometimes. But we also know it is possible to provide at least adequate service during a 4 hour dinner shfit. That is why we are hyper aware of when we are getting bad service. And that's what we got at Fellini's followed by terrible, terrible food. \r
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Our waitress was a rather uninterested Guatemalan girl who mostly regarded us as a nuisance. None of our orders were correct, she did could not open a beer or wine bottle and she allowed dirty dishes and trash to accumulate on our table forcing me to clear the table myself and bring the garbage to the waitress station. \r
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Then she brought out some of the most putrid ""Italian"" food I have ever eaten in my life. The menu alludes to some Italian woman that home made her pasta and carefully stewed her gravy for a day. Everybody I saw working was from Latin America including the kitchen staff that clearly took ZERO pride in their food. \r
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The side pasta with oil, garlic and basil that I requested was dried out spaghetti soaked in oil with a hint of garlic. My grilled salmon did not look or taste anything like salmon after they grilled it to extra crispy well done. It had the texture of charred chicken breast and tasted like nothing but the lemon wedge I squeezed on top of it. \r
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I could not justify spending $20 on this flavorless hunk of rubber so I returned it for a simple ravioli dish that was supposed to have basil and tomatoes. Our sweet, but very dim waitress brought out water logged raviolis with splash of texture-less red sauce on top. No exagerration- it tasted exactly like the Chef Boyardee canned raviolis my roommates and I ate in college. \r
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Mercifully our bill finally came and we left. \r
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Go somewhere else. \r
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Pros: The bathroom hand soap smells nice
Cons: Garbage food that tasted like Chef Boyardee
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