The Castle Restaurant and Pub

143 Chase Ave, Waterbury, CT

Atmosphere: What up, tacky?

The front of the restaurant is completely glass. The windows bend to be part of the ceiling, making it look a lot like a green house. “Oh, a green house? That must be pretty?” No. These windows let in beautiful natural light only to be wasted on cheap, fake flowers. “That doesn’t sound that bad.” Well, in the spaces where there weren’t plastic plant sex organs, there were Easter decorations most likely stolen from a kindergarten classroom.

What was eaten:
Bread and salad
Broccoli ravioli
To drink:
Diet coke, no ice

Bread and salad- I usually use the bread and salad as an indicator for the rest of the meal. The bread was good. The salad not so much. No tomatoes! What is that? I prefer cheese instead of dressing, which was an easy enough switch, but I think there was a piece of moldy feta. That is simply the work of Satan.

Broccoli ravioli – Homemade ravioli filled with ricotta cheese and supposedly broccoli. They were quite delicious, but I really hope I was served the cheese by mistake, because the broccoli was nowhere to be found. So very sad. The marinara was also enjoyable; I would wager it was homemade as well.

Diet Coke with no ice- I only mention this because actually getting a soda without ice is a crapshoot at most places. Here, it was delivered without fail.

Overall:
Kafka’s The Castle- Sadly there was nothing Kafka-esque about this place. I could be wrong though; I only made it about thirty pages into The Castle.
Value- about average for Italian places, roughly $10 a plate, and on par with most Italian places, there was enough left over for lunch the next day.
Veg selection- not great and not horrible. If, like me, you were lost, starving and a vegetarian, you could do a lot worse.