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Surprise, it's an Italian
restaurant in Manhattan! It seems as though Italian joints on the
big island have to try extra-hard in order to differentiate themselves
from the crowd. It's not like bumblefuck, New Jersey where your only
options are The Olive Garden and Pizza Hut. One bowl of pasta blends
into the next. The only joints that really stick out are the truly
horrible ones--and the ones that blow your tastebuds away. Julian's
falls into the forgettable category, which means that it's a generally
solid experience, but I wouldn't sell my Manny Mota baseball card
to buy their chicken parmagian (and he was the first base coach for
the Dodgers for, like, years). Anyway, the atmosphere of the place
is pretty good (low lighting, brick, wood, etc.) and the help is reasonably
friendly, which certainly puts it on the plus side. I seem to recall
the calamari being filling and some sort of fish being well prepared.
Of course, I wasn't paying for my meal, so the price was right. [MF]
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