Okay so this was an attempt at trying out a new restaurant, you know outside the realm of Aventura, which basically only offers three meal selections on a given night. And that’s if you get lucky enough to grab a table at Houston’s without waiting 40 minutes…Anyways, enter Dolce at the Gale Hotel, one of the newer Italian dining establishments on the scene. The restaurant itself was beautifully decorated, yet almost totally empty upon our 8:30 pm arrival on a Sunday night. Eventually, a few more tables piled in. Oh, and everyone besides for us seemed to order the pizza, so if you end up here, you should probably get on that. Otherwise…
Every time I see branzino on a menu, I get excited. Not in a weird way, but I guess my access to fresh fish in college isn’t too prevalent, and anytime I do consume fish, it’s usually along the lines of a spicy tuna roll or some kind of salmon. And obviously a can of Bumble Bee or Starkist tuna, but like…there’s only so much mercury a girl can ingest, you know? Anyway, I’m okay with that, but I could definitely use some branzino every now and then. This one was pretty good, although had I known it would have been swimming in a pool of butter, I think I would’ve ordered my own pasta, instead of just eating half of my mom’s spaghetti al pomodoro, which was al dente and simple–making for a great dish.
I just know you’ve never seen a chunk of veal this hefty. It wasn’t a normal portion and could’ve easily fed a hungry couple, or maybe a small village. I can vouch for the fries because I didn’t partake in the feasting of this newborn creature (sounds scary, I guess I only eat newborn sea creatures. This is starting to sound odd so I will move on to the risotto.) My grandpa ordered the veal milanese and was very satisfied all around, though he only ate about half of it. And he didn’t even touch the fries…(more for me.) My grandma opted for the shrimp risotto with a basil pesto and lemony flavor–pretty delish.
Okay so the wine was definitely one of the night’s winners. A great, light pinot, not too dry and not too fruity. I’m no wine connoisseur but when I love something other than sangria, I take it as a good sign for my palate. The key lime pie was good but…if you’re a die hard key lime pie eater, head to Joe’s Stone Crab or Houston’s instead.
Prices were a bit on the higher side, but if you go for some pizza and pasta, you’re safe with spending about $13-$23. Other mains were more on the mid-20/$30 range.
PS. portions are large and in charge. You can share. I didn’t and managed just fine, but just saying.
Dolce, 1690 Collins Ave.