My date loves pasta. So, I sought recommendations for Italian in Nashville. A trusted source highly recommended Sole Mio. How'd it go? Well....I'm not sure if it was a cruel joke....or they just had sadistic intentions, or both.
My date order the gnocchi, our favorite pasta.
I ordered the garlic brined pork chop, medium. The gnocchi had the consistency and flavor of rubber bands. My pork chop had the consistency of jerky and the flavor of cardboard. Not to sound cruel; but the food was only edible because we were starving.
Hopefully this was somehow just the worst night in the history of this kitchen; but I highly doubt it. All for the price of $150....
The good news - The service was excellent. Not that it matters because sadly, the servers don't have much of a product backing them.
Why go? Don't. Just don't. Nashville has too many incredible offerings to waste one moment here. If somehow you feel the indescribable urge to go, just set fire to $150 and save the real pain of dining here.
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