I cannot believe I made a horrible choice of coming to All’onda. Of all the great Italian restaurants in NYC, I pick All’onda! First of all, it’s a small restaurant with bad service and small portioned food for over the top prices. In other words, this place sucks.
FOOD:
Appetizers: So I really like to try different foods, and I like raw fish, so I ordered the himachi. It was good, but more of like a pre appetizer. It. was. so. tiny. Little cubes of raw fish and a tiny bit of red kuri squash, in a soy blend. Over powering on the soy and the Himachi didn’t taste fresh. Honestly, I very easy going with fish…but I have to say, this was really disappointing. And guess what: they charged me $20 for it! I mean, who do they think they are? Per se? Any way. To get my mind off the Himachi, I ordered classic razor clams. Coming from a New Englander, I expect them to be at least decent. They were served with sopressata and miso, along with herbs. I mean, it was pretty good! I had a little “party of flavor” in my mouth, but only for a second; there was a very fish aftertaste.
Main Courses: So for a main course here, we ordered the “Lumache” which is a duck ragu with chocolate. Yeah, I know right? Chocolate? Who puts chocolate in pasta? Well, we thought it would be interesting to try…Crap on a plate. It was horrible. The ragu tasted like cardboard and the chocolate added unneeded sweetness to the dish, completely ruining it. So after that, we were kind of edgy on what else to order, but after hearing such great things about the rest of menu we gave it another shot. Apparently, the “house specialty” is the Bucatini, which is a smoked uni pasta with spicy breadcrumbs. All right. First things first when naming the food. If an Indian doesn’t think the pasta’s spicy, then it’s spicy. But when an American Indian doesn’t think the food is spicy, we have a problem. “Spicy” is like “rotten” here. The dish lacked flavor and the uni was bits and pieces of chopped up uni, flash fried. It was way too creamy (I felt like I was eating a bowl of oatmeal) and there was no protein whatsoever. So much for a “house specialty”…Anyway! After that, we were sick of their so-called pasta, so we ordered the Monkfish. The monkfish was served with sea urchin polenta, arugula and squid ink. We couldn’t even taste the monkfish because of the unappealing squid ink and basically a soup of polenta. The only average dish here was the risotto astice. It was served with lobster, saffron and fennel. The saffron gave it a nice color, but the lobster was a bit chewy. Again, the portion was really small.
So at the end, we left the restaurant hungry. We then ended up going to Eataly, Joe Bastianich and Mario Bitalis food hall. Now that was real Italian food. Do. Not. Come. To. All’onda.