Note: The service–or, more likely, just our waiter–was terrible. I usually don’t care that much about service, but I was really hungry and wanted my bread (especially since the guy already brought out the olive oil). And so ends my quick rant about our waiter at Carrabba’s.
Despite the horrid service, it was a pleasant evening at Carrabba’s. We had the makings of an enjoyable dinner: good friends, pretty good food, and a celebration! (I’d like to take a moment and offer my friend Luke a high five–HIGH FIVE!) I’m not going to get into the details of the momentous occasion, but will instead stay on topic and talk about what I ate, and not what happened the night before that led to all the hoorays and huzzahs. My dear friend Luke will have to post on his online diary for that, ha!
Anyways, I left Carrabba’s pretty satisfied, and that’s always a big deal in my book since I’m not the biggest fan of Italian food. It’s hard for me to pay $15 for pasta and sauce. So I went with the chicken special of the day, which I think was called “piato di pollo” : two types of grilled chicken, accompanied by pan seared vegetable ravioli and asparagus.
One piece of chicken came topped with basil, sun-dried tomatoes, and mozzarella, which turned out to be a pretty good combo for the tastebuds; it was creamy and a little sweet, and also a little smokiness from the grill. The other piece was grilled and topped with a sauce made from a wine reduction. It reminded me almost of marsala, but I don’t think it was quite that. I like the chicken with mozzarella better, mostly because it had more flavors and textures in each bite.
To satisfy my daily–and often neglected–requirement for vegetables, the dish came with a side of asparagus and vegetable ravioli. The asparagus was a little wilted and quite puny compared to the large pieces I’m used to eating in California. I would’ve preferred an extra helping of urine-altering veggies. YUM! Their ravioli was stuff with some cream/cheese and diced, roasted vegetables. For some reason, contrary to how most people eat when they go out, I prefer more vegetables than meat. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because vegetables have a tendency to wilt and/or not taste good when eaten at home, but I would’ve preferred more vegetable matter with my chicken. But besides that, the sides were pretty good.
So I left Carrabba’s satisfied with my Italian dinner. That’s good enough for me. And once again, I have to give props to Luke for his great accomplishment the night before. This post is dedicated to him!
Carrabba’s Italian Grill 2101 Green Hills Village Dr Nashville, TN (615) 463-3000
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