Thursday, December 19, 2013

Matteo's -- Lawrenceville

Sometimes, little things set me off.

Like a man riding a unicycle down Butler Street on a 20 degree day.  What a hipster d-bag.

This was what I saw on the way to a lunch with two other people from my office, courtesy of our IT consulting firm, at Matteo's in Lawrenceville.

My irritation grew when our disaffected server handed us our menus and made us (me) feel inadequate for not getting an appetizer or soup.  It's a business lunch at 12 pm on a Wednesday.

Peak irritation occurred when she read the "specials" of the day.  On the printed menu, there were probably six pasta and five sandwich choices.  She proceeded to wax poetic about (at least) five pasta dishes and three sandwiches, plus a soup.

Is this lunch sponsored by Lumosity or something?  How in the world were we expected to remember all the specials?  Oh yeah, the giant chalkboard that only half of our table could see....forty feet away from us...written in faint chalk.

So I was all set to not like this place and give a scathing, unicycle-influenced review.

But I can't.  The food was excellent.

Three people got this baked ziti-esque dish with pasta, mushrooms, sweet and hot peppers, and sausage.  It was a special, so I can't tell you exactly what it was because I didn't take my fish oil memory pills that day.

My co-worker and I got campanelle pasta in a sage-butter sauce with rapini, complemented by sweet sausage disks.  I was worried it was going to be a lumpy sauce, but it was the perfect consistency.  This was also a special, but they should bump this up to full time.

The sixth guy got a meatball sub and he seemed to enjoy it also.

The decor of Matteo's is urban chic, pretty spartan.  They have a nice size bar for being a relatively small restaurant.  The full floor to ceiling window at the front brings a lot of natural light into the place.  I've always been a fan of Piccolo Forno right up the street, but Matteo's is a place that I'll have to take DB~ too, as well.


  1. Okay, so let me get this straight....

    The guy who has never met a blazer he didn't like, who will go spelunking in a the rusted out hulk of a steel mill, who will argue the "philosophy of the tagine" with anyone willing to participate, who treats geo-caching as a sport, who has admittedly ridden an adult-sized tricycle in public and who has also been an enormous believer in a niche area of analytical data used to evaluate baseball players "way before you did, dude"....thinks a guy who dares to ride a unicycle in cold weather is the hipster to end all hipsters?

    Someone is going to have his thick-framed glasses, knit "fat-guy" hat and pashmina scarf repossessed if he doesn't watch it. :)

  2. In a very creepy, yet thorough fashion, you have hit on the highlights of many of my passions.

    And yes, riding a unicycle trumps all of them in terms of pretentiousness. I don't think any of the things you mentioned, by the by, are hipster -- unless there has been a huge splintering of hipster cultures that I've missed.

    Dude had a full neck beard going on and it was a 20 degree day. That was clearly not his best choice for a mode of transportation.

    Unless you're wearing red hair and white makeup, don't ride a unicycle.

  3. Oh, there are absolutely different "species" of hipster. The fact that you know what a tagine is alone likely qualifies you for at least one of them. :)