I didn't make this. From Pizza N Grill on Lincoln. They are 1.5 blocks away. A strange little outfit to be honest owned by a first generation Russian guy. They get mixed reviews all over. I like them.
There is a square layer of cheese on the bottom. Originally the top. There is more ravioli in the refrigerator. This Pizza N Grill serving produced three small meals.
The ravioli hits the spot that tinned ravioli hit at age six. It's all mass produced to satisfy the lowest common denominator, so it satisfies me. I would not serve this to a dinner party.
Why not?
It's too perfect. Perfectly mundane. Compare with egg yolk ravioli in truffle oil from the art museum restaurant that closed.
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