So there are complications with writing a blog and people knowing about it. Mainly, when a review isn’t so good and it’s your boyfriend’s family that chose the location. So, in advance, I’m sorry Mike’s family!
For fathers day, we took the train to Dobbs Ferry to eat at Scaramella’s. They have a nice menu and we ordered some items that sounded quite good. First was a special. I believe it was seafood and gnocchi in a pesto sauce. The pesto was bland. How do you make pesto bland?
I chose the veal marsala. All I remember was “chewy” and “bland.”
Which came with a side of ziti in (runny) tomato sauce (that tasted right out of a jar… or worse). Now there is no excuse for bland tomato sauce. You can always make a tomato sauce taste good (though making it taste great is an art). This was blander than bland. It gave me flashbacks of eating food in a hospital where they add no salt and no seasoning to be perfectly reasonable to a palate without taste buds.
They did do a nice job on the capucchino though…
Overall, just one word comes to mind for this place: Bland. Don’t bother. (Sorry again Mike’s fam!)
Total Nom Points: 4 out of 10
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