Hate of the Plate

For the record, small plate restaurants can eat a big bag of fuck. Ninety percent of the time, they're just excuses to charge entree prices for half (or less) portions.

This afternoon I ate at a big plate restaurant- Valencia Pizza and Pasta. Small salad, garlic bread with refills, a piece of lasagna that was 5 inches wide on each side, and steamed broccoli, carrots, and zucchini on the side. This entire lunch was one (1) menu item. It cost eight bucks.

For eight bucks at a small plate restaurant you get three slices of tomato with a piece of mozzarella on top. Doesn't cut it!