Check it – a few photos from a quick initial visit to La Tagliatella, the huge European chain of Italian food, who decided to enter the U.S. market via Atlanta.
The menu is quite big. There are many pasta and sauce variations, many appetizers, salads, calzones, and a page full of pizzas.
The foccacia bread basket is good. And it’s not free, which was not quite clear when I first sat down and was asked, “Would you like bread?”
$4 of annoyance aside, it is pretty darn good. A couple with tomatoes, another with onions, another with olives.
The Al Parmigiano pizza, one half without bacon. Looking at it, I thought I might not like it. I’m a dough guy and this is basically a flat bread, cracker-like in texture. Actually, that works out well. I’d rather have a minimalist dough like this, then a poor attempt of a puffy, dough-blow nature. Hot and crisp, it had tons of good Taleggio cheese, shavings of powerful Parmigiano-Reggiano, and a heap of “bacon” which are thick pieces of belly.
The pizza would have been enough for two, but I didn’t realize the size, and we also split a pasta – tagliatelle pesto rosso panna (“cream sauce with sole di Puglia tomatoes, pine nuts and cheese”). I liked that it wasn’t overly creamy and sauced, and while subtle flavor can be appreciated, thought it was a little boring. The pasta was a bit overcooked too. It too, represents two full bellies. To-go bags were in order.
Gelato. Not too shabby. $6.
The inside – heeeelloooo wood work. A little gaudy, but pleasant. I don’t like the corner table of the restaurant (which is in the old Silk location, I think), in that large window. I felt like we were on the sidewalk. Everyone walking around that intersection looked at us eat. A few made faces at us. Hey, assholes, I’m just eating lunch. OK fine, I’ll put my pants back on.
