Moroldo's Fine Italian - BIGFORK

Possibly the worst ever for me. The food was good, but: before the food even got there my granddaughter's glass of Shirley Temple was spilled down my back along with my son-in-law's glass of Iced Tea. The waitress sets the tray, along with whatever was left on it (my beer among other things), on an empty table near by. The cleaning takes a bit of time, but not bad. By the time the clean up is finished my beer is lukewarm. That's all I get. No offer of a fresh cold beer. Another Shirley Temple is brought for my granddaughter and another Ice Tea for my son-in-law. After waiting an hour and having to ask for the warm sliced bread that we were supposed to get, dinner is finally served. All looks good except, that wasn't what my daughter ordered. Nice. Being she decides to eat it anyway.

Truly a wonderful restaurant. Everything was delicious, including the wine suggested by our wonderful waitress. Possibly the best meal I've ever had. The only negative was the piano music which was too loud.

VISITING FROM ITALY . REAL ITALIAN AND FRIENDLY PLACE

Fortunate enough to be working in Bigfork Montana from out of state, I was impressed by the quality of the restaurants open during my visit. I would admit that my experience in every one of the restaurants was noteworthy and I would recommend several of them; but I found Moroldo's Ristorante Italiano to be in a league of its own. The perfection of the food was amplified by the extraordinary quality of service and the humanity of the owners who were solicitous and gracious in the elegant European tradition. This dining experience in this most beautiful of settings is not to be missed.

Maybe the worst for me. the food was good, but: before eating even came there, my enkelglas of the Shirley temple was thrown on the back with the glass of my shiny bean of iced tea. the waitress puts the tablet, along with what was left on it (my beer among others,) on an empty table near by. cleaning takes a little time, but not bad. until the cleaning is finished, my beer is lukewarm. I have no more. no offer of fresh cold beer. another Shirley temple is brought for my enkelin and another icy for my son-in-law. After we have to wait an hour and ask for the warm bread we should get, the dinner is finally served. everything looks good except that wasn't what my daughter ordered. when she decides to eat it anyway.