Big boss Dori checks in again after lunch at Carmella’s Trattoria. She also gives her second bathroom review in as many posts. I’m beginning to feel as though becoming a parent makes you view restaurants as changing tables that happen to serve food. Frightening. Anyway, here’s what she had to say: We decided to try Carmella’s yesterday for a small, impromptu client lunch. It was my first visit there, and I was pleasantly surprised with the decor and the menu. Sadly, I was not impressed with my meal. I ordered the blackened chicken lasagna which, for $10, was thoroughly uninspiring — pasty white, paltry in size and, worst of all, rife with unidentifiable chicken bits that were not the slightest bit blackened. If I was not out with a client, I would have sent it back. The two guys dining with me both had much better luck. They each ordered a tomato-based zuppa di pesce (a.k.a. fish chowder) for $7 a bowl that they loved. The shrimp cobb salad and wild mushroom pizza were also big hits. The clientèle while we were there was entirely comprised of politicos and businesspeople, so it would not top my list of places to take an infant or toddler. Yet, at the risk of starting a pattern here in only my second post, I must give Carmella’s a shout out for their spotless, spacious ladies room with a pull-down changing table in the larger stall. The setup is particularly nice because there’s a sink next to it where you can wash up while still standing next to your child on the table. There’s a semi-private party room in the back that seemed like it would be nice for small events. I’d say it’s definitely a place to hit after work for a cocktail and appetizer… maybe dinner. I’m still a little turned off by my meal, but, in the immortal words of Meatloaf, “two outta three ain’t bad.”