The Pasta Factory is like a chaotic blind date, sometimes it’s love at first bite, sometimes it’s a lukewarm carbonara.
Helen’s date night hit the jackpot with the ravioli, a delicate dance of spinach and flavor. The panna cotta? A smooth operator with berry coulis that’ll make you swoon.
Meanwhile, Maya got the bad table in the corner and a whiff of, let’s just say, eau de toilet. Her carbonara had the personality of a wet noodle, but the service from the black-haired queen was a bright spot.
For Tinnie, it’s all about pasta with a side of doggo vibes. The carbonara shone like a culinary star, though the ragu was more of a supporting act.
Ellie’s experience was a rollercoaster. A 40-minute wait for lasagna could have tanked the mood, but a free dessert saved the day. Her Italian friend gave the pasta an authenticity stamp, so we’ll take their word for it.

