""Critical Foodie"" should be a giveaway but let's start at the front door: Greeting was friendly. Linen tablecovers, napkins and potential for a cozy, intimate meal. Drink order was taken and delivered promptly and correctly. The special of the day confidently identified. Salad and rolls arrived in a timely manner. So far, so good, right? The salad was drenched with oil (could have been olive, could have been veg ... no real flavor, just oily) and red wine vinegar. Very unbalanced measurements resulting in a pool of liquid in the bottom of the dish. The rolls arrived in a white soup bowl, and were equally as white as the bowl, literally sitting in a pool of butter. Did not eat the bread. I can only speak to the flavor and texture of two dishes, Chicken Piccata and Eggplant Parmigiana. Chicken tenders were used in preparation of this dish and were tough and bland. My husband, nor I, could cut the ""tenders"" with a fork. The caper sauce was very good. The Eggplant Parm (my ""go to"" first-time visit dish) was very disappointing. My husband compared the dish to Chicken Fried Steak, due to thickness of the eggplant and amount of breading. There was no way I could have sworn there was eggplant in the dish. I will admit that I cleaned my plate as I was starving and, being guests of a delightful couple, opted not to point out short comings of the meal. It appears from other reviews that anything veal may be a better dish for the chef; that is if you eat red meat.