If I wanted bland, watery home cooked food, I’d defrost something from my grandmother’s freezer. The woman freezes soup for God’s sake! This narrow UES Italian is patrolled by the Carino matriarch, who we can only assume is the mastermind behind such delicacies as manicotti with thin, oozy tomato sauce and mushy eggplant parmigiana topped with cold cheese and non-existent flavor. This elderly guru appears from the kitchen to glean compliments from the guests and leave the smell of geriatric linen in her wake. We hate to disparage the elderly, but this gimmick is hardly going to make the marginal food taste any better. With a neighborhood filled with decent, cheap Italian, you’d be better off skipping the “home made” personality of this place and really staying home with a nice Stouffer’s frozen lasagna. [MF]
