February 11, 2010
I went and checked out Il Gatto with some friends a couple weeks ago. I had been going to Figlio for a long time, it was a go-to spot with my family (my parents ordered the prosciutto and pea tortellini exclusively), and they had a great happy hour once I came of age. I had read overall good things about Parasole’s newest venture, so five of my guy friends decided independently to dress alarmingly similar in hit the town on a Friday night. The restaurant, which outside of the now-level bar area, looks shockingly similar to Figlio, was bustling with a mix of young and old. We got a table for six in about 15 minutes, which was a nice surprise, and settled in to tackle the menu. I had the Il Gatto burger, which was served on grilled slices of baguette with a nice cheesy sauce and plenty of arugala, as well as roasted red peppers. The sauce and burger juices allied to destroy the bottom piece of bread, necessitating a knife and fork. The meat was cooked well, and the cheesiness and sweet taste of the roasted red peppers made for a good burger — better than the ones I’ve had from Burger Jones, in fact. A giant mound of crsipy parmesan and truffle oil fries were also tasty. Reviews from my other dining guests were mixed. The cavatappi pasta was a hit, as was the suasage grinder. The spicy seafood pasta dish, though, was a big ol’ miss, as was the serving size on one of the seafood entrees (I can’t remember the name of it, unfortunately. A nice little night-cap for the meal is Il Gatto’s in-house limencello, made with everclear. For four bucks a shot, this citrussy and boozy little number was a great way to end the meal. Overall, Il Gatto just seemed like a younger, sexier version of Figlio. Good enough for a repeat visit, though.

I went and checked out Il Gatto with some friends a couple weeks ago. I had been going to Figlio for a long time, it was a go-to spot with my family (my parents ordered the prosciutto and pea tortellini exclusively), and they had a great happy hour once I came of age.

I had read overall good things about Parasole’s newest venture, so five of my guy friends decided independently to dress alarmingly similar in hit the town on a Friday night. The restaurant, which outside of the now-level bar area, looks shockingly similar to Figlio, was bustling with a mix of young and old. We got a table for six in about 15 minutes, which was a nice surprise, and settled in to tackle the menu.

I had the Il Gatto burger, which was served on grilled slices of baguette with a nice cheesy sauce and plenty of arugala, as well as roasted red peppers. The sauce and burger juices allied to destroy the bottom piece of bread, necessitating a knife and fork. The meat was cooked well, and the cheesiness and sweet taste of the roasted red peppers made for a good burger — better than the ones I’ve had from Burger Jones, in fact. A giant mound of crsipy parmesan and truffle oil fries were also tasty.

Reviews from my other dining guests were mixed. The cavatappi pasta was a hit, as was the suasage grinder. The spicy seafood pasta dish, though, was a big ol’ miss, as was the serving size on one of the seafood entrees (I can’t remember the name of it, unfortunately.

A nice little night-cap for the meal is Il Gatto’s in-house limencello, made with everclear. For four bucks a shot, this citrussy and boozy little number was a great way to end the meal. Overall, Il Gatto just seemed like a younger, sexier version of Figlio. Good enough for a repeat visit, though.

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