Dieses mit einem Michelin-Stern dekorierte Restaurant befindet sich im Herzen des turbulenten Trastevere. Es ist modern und schick mit hohen Decken und einer Einrichtung aus Glas und Holz im zeitgenössischen Industriestil. Die anspruchsvolle Speisekarte wird von der Küchenchefin Cristina Bowerman zu jeder Jahreszeit neu zusammengestellt. Degustationsmenüs, darunter ein vegetarisches, werden zu teuren Preisen angeboten, doch die Fusionsküche wird hier in den Rang einer kulinarischen Kunst erhoben. Das Garen von Fleisch und die gewagte Zusammenstellung von Aromen ist die Stärke dieser Adresse.
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Food: 0/5 (Tasting menu)
In 70 years, of all the meals out I have had costing more than, say, £30, this was by far the worst, as well as among the most expensive. Almost all courses were underseasoned, varying from flavourless to nauseous, with unpleasant textures.
An aperitif consisting of a mouthful of Mai Tai sealed in a bubble of sugar was a genuine miracle, but lacked the expected flavour rush; some hors d’oeuvres appeared but failed to stir the taste buds, especially a chickpea lozenge that collapsed into a tooth-clogging, mealy mess. What followed that was truly hideous. I would not have chosen shellfish tartare from an a la carte menu, and now I know I never will. Gobbets of raw scallop and shrimp in a watery liquid provided a listless jelly-like and vaguely fishy chew, topped with scallop coral ice-cream that delivered nothing but an extra dimension of fishiness. Truly horrid.
Next, a veal heart taco: a floury little tortilla with some salad and pink strips of rubbery meat. Rolled up it was only about 3 inches long but after the first bite was no more than a taste-free mastication endurance test. Worse was to follow: cold green spaghetti in a supposed beurre blanc (I have made better myself), topped with orange sea urchin. I had often wondered what was so special about echinoid go nads. A fellow diner likened it to rancid jockstr@p scratchings. Even then it didn’t have the temerity to be the longed-for flavourbomb - it was just mildly sickening.
The worst was now over. Some mutton ravioli in yogurt were standard Turkish fare made slightly unpleasant by raw curry powder sprinkles; quail was not too bad, with the strong iron flavour of the liver and heart stuffing, but overwhelmed by the sticky sweetness of umeboshi potato. A strawberry dessert was simply unmemorable; of the petits fours that followed, I quite liked a raspberry fruit pastille. The staff were lovely throughout, but have they actually tasted this stuff? Where did that Michelin star come from? If the tyre company man had eaten what we had, it would surely have been rescinded lickety-split.
I had hoped for five star food and paid a five star price, but this is not what I got. the tasting menu consisted of a succession of horrible dishes either without taste or with a vile taste. They seemed to be trying to surprise, but the surprise was unwelcome. the pasta and sea urchin dish made me feel as if someone had spread something very brown and unpleasant all over my pasta. the bread was rock hard enough to make my dentist smile at the treatment he was going to have to do.
one course was a soup which reminded me of a bowl that has just been used for washing up; a most unsavoury tang of chemical cleaner left a bitter aftertaste.
In the toilets, you will find rolls of rich red toilet paper. yeah.
the service was exceptional and I wish I could say it was better food. I wish I had gone to one of the many other eateries in the area which would have cost me far less and fed me happily.
afterwards, I had to go to a shot bar and rinse out my mouth with grappa to rid it of the vile tastes.
folks; if you charge a big price, you better deliver big. this does not.
Really liked the restaurant vibes. I would go back only if I am craving for a perfect risotto.
The only acceptable dish would be the quail (at least got some flavours of the bbq sauce), but the waiter came to clean up the table even I haven’t finished my dish yet. It really upsets me!! (still got half of the quail leg on the plate..)
It only deserves a 1-star on Google reviews, but not a Michelin one..