Stick to cosmos next door. Server was more occupied with her bottle count at the bar then a new customer walking in. When she was bothered to hand me their trendy clip board menu, I was overwhelmed by the choices. Don't bother asking for a recommendation or guidance, I'll save the poor server the hassle of acknowledging and responding to a question and say every thing is good (just imagine a heavy exhale while you read that).
I took a chance on the pesto pasta, and found out why this place is called olio. Seems they add oil to the tins of pesto sauce (defiantly from a food distributer, hints if Sysco but it could be GFS) and then do the obligatory drizzle of more olio before serving (very trendy these days).
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