
Wood-fired pizzas plus pastas & panini served with wine in a relaxed, white-tablecloth space.
Hours
| Friday | 5–10 PM |
| Saturday | 5–10 PM |
| Sunday | 5–9 PM |
| Monday | 5:30–9:30 PM |
| Tuesday | 5:30–9:30 PM |
| Wednesday | 5:30–9:30 PM |
| Thursday | 5:30–9:30 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 1145 S Federal Hwy, Fort Lauderdale, FL 33316
Phone: (954) 523-1115
Website: http://www.osteriaacquaefarina.com/
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Reviews
Authentic Italian in a quaint intimate no nonsense setting.
The servers are all personable and knowledgeable, specials galore. Even though our first time here evident that it’s a local spot because patrons are friendly sharing stories and looking for interaction with one another.
The food- pastas, you can’t go wrong. Homemade gnocchi, Pasta ala Norma, plus all the usual suspects. Fresh seafood options also can be prepared in the wood fired oven.
There’s only so much room so regrettably didn’t try any pizza but snagged a photo for this review.
Overall great spot.
Cons- no bar. So if you’re waiting for a table you are probably pacing around outside !
Pros- authenticity and hospitality
The service here is excellent- the server provided awesome recommendations, our water stayed filled, and he was very friendly.
I’m typically particular about my Italian food, and this place exceeded my expectations.
We started with two appetizers- grilled octopus and a burrata/prosciutto dish. The octopus was super tender and seasoned perfectly. The burrata dish was an excellent mix of flavors.
I had the lobster ravioli for dinner and it was out of this world. My friend had the veal Parmesan and it was huge, tender, and delicious.
We couldn’t have asked for a better meal
From the moment I entered, I was met with an atmosphere so desperate to appear cultured that it nearly begged for applause. Dim lights, clinking glasses, and the faint murmur of confusion not sophistication. Just trying far too hard. The space was far too small for the amount of servers darting about, each unsure of whether they were there to serve, perform, or simply exist as part of the décor.
The bread, I will admit was fairly good, as i had hope only to be squandered. I ordered an unsweetened tea to play safe, last thing i want to hear from a (traditional) restaurant was pepsi or Coke products only. and i decided for something they would be well accustomed too by now a simple red-sauce pasta. The waiter stared at me as though I had said it in german. He eventually suggested meatballs over linguine. I agreed, simple as can get. not his fault they don’t educate there waiters, of the very food they serve,
What arrived was a dish so devoid of care, it might have been assembled by a man with no care for his craft. But more interested in video games. The sauce carried the unmistakable tang of tin can tomatoes,
metallic, and sour. It had not been grazed with seasoning, nor comforted by garlic, nor given the dignity of a slow simmer to remove the unbearable sour taste of uncooked tomatoes. What i was served was anything but traditional.
The pasta itself was undercooked not al dente, but al insulto. Each bite an unwelcome reminder that effort and understanding are not the same thing. And yet, the waiter stood beside me with the pride of an artist unveiling a masterpiece,
Never have I felt so estranged from the concept of Italian food. To call this cuisine is to call a cat a lion. I sat there, bewildered that the other patrons could even stomach it.
Even Outback Steakhouse, a place more famous for its ability to give burnt stakes than any Italian ambition, could teach these “chefs” a thing or two about cooking. I suspect the kitchen is staffed by Italians that prefer the word Gravy,
The Napoli pizza was authentic from a wood fired oven.
It’s a slice of Europe in Lauderdale.