"First and foremost, it was uncomfortably warm and humid during our entire dinner. I’d never actually sweated like that in a restaurant before. Only as we were leaving did someone plug in a wall air conditioner, but it was too late for us. Once we were seated, it took about ten minutes before we even got menus—in fact the bread came before the menus did. The decor was relatively non-existent, and consisted of framed reviews of the restaurant and multiple huge Christmas present-type boxes with bows in between the framed reviews (I guess the holidays last into the summer at Fino). As far as the food, my wife’s white wine was barely chilled and just a bit below room temperature. Our entrees were mediocre at best, and way overpriced for what we got (my wife’s shrimp scampi had very few shrimps). The pasta in her dish was gluten free, and it was the worst I’d ever tasted. Gluten-free pasta we make at home out of a box is way better than what Fino serves (so be warned). Each of our entrees cost over $30, and for that kind of money you should expect a decent meal, as well as a decent portion of food. I do give good marks to the salads and grilled calamari, but that’s not nearly enough to get us to go back there ever again. For us, it literally is fino!"
