poco

In theory, our night at Poco sounded hauntingly close to perfect. For starters, some gal pals and I were stopping by for some food and drinks before we cozied up (and then nearly dozed off) to Sex and the City 2. And, we were armed with not one but two Groupon deals which were going to get us $100 worth of food and drink for $50. Split four ways and this was looking like the deal of the century. Seemingly way too good to be true. And so, inevitably, it was.

The food at Poco was quite uninspired and under-seasoned (although the truffle croquettes were unarguably good, the lobster mac-n-cheese hadn't seen so much as a sprinkle of salt, and the cheese plate tasted like flavorless wax), the drinks way too syrupy sweet, and the service, practically comical. Although, towards the end, our server's attitude and inattentiveness became less and less funny and more and more irritating (i.e. not writing down our orders and then screwing things up and blaming it on us kind of thing). Especially when I had to nearly stand up and wave both arms wildly while jumping up and down to really drive it home to our waiter that we were, in fact, ready for the check. We'd been unsuccessfully trying to flag him down for the past 15 minutes.

So if you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all, right? Wrong. Because even with a Groupon "deal" we ended up forking over more money than the experience merited. And I've got a big problem with that. When nights out on the town are few and far between for many, mediocrity and carelessness are absolutely inexcusable. And Poco, you should know better.

Mushroom Truffle Croquettes

Lobster Mac-n-Cheese

Calamari with Honey Chipotle Aioli (which was MIA) and Roasted Piquillo Pepper Salad

Cheese Plate. Snooze.

Deep Thoughts by Sarah Eydt

FOOD: 25

SERVICE: 15

LOOK: 12

VIBE: 5

FINAL GRADE: 57