Coppola’s, Upper West Side

Friday night, all I wanted in the world was a nice good meal after a hectic work week.  This means that I wanted by boyfriend to take me out.  Something about sitting down at a nice place and being served delicious food with flowing wine and bread really just makes everything okay.  So after Matt got off his happy hour shift at the bar, we decided to hit up this cozy Italian place a few blocks away, Coppola’s.

We’ve been to Coppola’s twice now, and both times I’ve been drunk upon entering and even drunker when I’ve left, which means my conversations probably got a teeeensy bit too loud.  I hope they don’t remember me….  But hey, it’s totes not my fault and they probably admire my passion!  And that’s what happens when your boyfriend bartends and he expects you to wait at the bar for him to get off.  I was set up!

Despite my intoxication I really enjoyed this place both times.  It’s a small place and serves really authentic Italian fare.  The portions are generous and the atmosphere is pleasant.  Our waiter was attentive, nice, and helpful.  Whenever I go to an Italian place I always flip STRAIGHT to the pasta section on the menu.  If I’m going to eat Italian I’m going to do it right.  And 99.9% of the time I’ll get whatever seafood pasta they have.  But, the menu had way too many good options!  I sat there dumbfounded and drunk for a good 7 minutes longer than it would have taken me usually to decide.  The pasta dishes were all creative and original, like tortellini with mushrooms, peas, and tomatoes in vodka sauce.  Not everywhere has stuff like that!  Finally, I asked the waiter and he recommended getting the Risotto Pescatore but instead of the risotto, get linguini.  Well, okay!  He was my hero in that moment.  He asked if I wanted red or white sauce, and when I picked red he asked if I wanted it spicy.  What a godsend!

After we ordered food and a couple glasses of Sauvignon Blanc (which was delicious, by the way), out came the bread.  Now, let me just say, this was superior bread.  It was so soft!  And it definitely had an abundance of herbs baked in.  When the calamari came we just dunked the bread right in the marinara sauce that came with it, and all was right with the world.



MMMMM, that calamari.  It was very tasty.  Heavily fried with perfect seasoning, and served with marinara and a tasty white sauce that I assume was supposed to be tartar sauce but had a creamier, ranch-like taste.  I admit, my drunk ass filled up on the calamari before my pasta even came.  Again, I was set up.  You can’t put calamari in front of a drunk girl and expect it not to be shoved in her face.  Needless to say, I still found the room to enjoy my linguini pescatore.


Would you look at that?!  And they did not skimp on the seafood.  There were shrimp, clams, mussels, scallops, and A LOT more calamari.  And the spicy red sauce was perfect!  Just the right consistency and saltiness.  My boyfriend got the chef’s special, which was black linguini with lobster, scallops, and shrimp in a homemade lobster sauce.  WOW!  It was freakin’ good. MMM the lobster sauce was so lobster-y!  And look at those huge pieces of lobster meat!


Sorry, I’m raving.  But both meals were really delicious.  I had to pack up a large part of mine to go because I was so full, and I can’t wait to devour it in front of the TV.

Me devouring.

I’d give this place 4.5 out of 5 stars!  I’d definitely recommend here when you find yourself roaming the Upper West Side.  When I come back next, I’ll try and be a little more poised.

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