Just how to you combine the subtleness of Italian with the outright fire etc of mexican? (A hot pizza doesnt count)
The restaurant itself was an epic fail- kinda like those crossover vehicles that take all the worst traits of the cars they're supposed to blend together. The salsa was the same as the pasta sauce, and everything was bland as hell. Until my buddy drunkenly marched back into the kitchen and told the owner he was going to show him how to cook Mexican (he was from Oaxaca). The owner produced some Thai and Malaysian peppers he had lying around, and well, I'll let you figure it out from there...
But I'd bet Ajay wouldn't have had the balls to taste the result either.