"The food and service were outstanding. The dining room was a little loud but will definitely go back. Great mix of sweet and savory dishes. Didn’t try the pasta, but it looked delicious."

"Walking into Locanda Verde in 2025 feels a bit like attending a high school reunion for the Cool Kids of 2009. The volume is still turned up to eleven, the room is still packed with the sort of energetic, golden-hued crowd that suggests something important is happening, and the ghost of Robert De Niro’s patronage still hovers in the rafters like a guardian angel of reservations. But if the ambiance is still partying like it’s the Obama administration, the food seems to be suffering from a bit of a hangover. We arrived ready to worship at the altar of Chef Andrew Carmellini’s urban Italian temple. And to be fair, the Sheep’s Milk Ricotta remains the restaurant’s security blanket. Served with that burnt orange toast, it is creamy, fluffy, and reliable—a reminder of why this place became a landmark to begin with. The Lamb Meatball Sliders also did their job: bite-sized punches of flavor that pair perfectly with a loud conversation and a glass of Nebbiolo. However, once we moved past the "greatest hits" appetizers, the cracks in the veneer began to show. The Lamb Chops Scottadito were the culinary equivalent of a shrug. For a dish whose name translates to "burned fingers" (implying they are so delicious you can't wait to grab them), these were safely fork-and-knife territory. They arrived looking uninspired, accompanied by a small, lonely triangle of what the menu calls "chickpea panelle" but what the palate registers as "sad, dry polenta." It felt like a dish going through the motions. Similarly, the Black Shells Frutti di Mare—squid ink pasta that should smell like the ocean in the best way—missed the mark. You want "briny and bright"; we got "tired and murky." When seafood doesn't feel 100% fresh in a place charging Tribeca rents, the illusion of luxury dissolves pretty quickly. We rounded things out with the Fire-Roasted Garlic Chicken and the Gnocchi, both of which were… fine. And that’s the problem. In a city where Italian dining is a blood sport, "fine" is the first step toward irrelevance. The Verdict: Locanda Verde has undeniably lost some of its luster. It is currently a restaurant coasting on its location and its legacy. If you want to feel the pulse of the city, drink good wine, and shout over the din in a beautiful room, it’s still a contender. But if you’re looking for a meal that haunts your dreams? You might be a decade too late."

"great and fresh pasta perfect for a business lunch or a date night in fidi. we got a few apps to share and the salmon and trout to share for the mains. wine is fab and service is very good. lots of space so you have a great meal with your party."

"Weird experience tonight and it pains me to write this. I’m a huge fan of Locanda Verde, especially the Tribeca location. Made a reservation for my wife’s birthday about two weeks in advance and clearly listed it was my wife’s birthday. They were about 15 mins late seating, not a big deal at all, we had a drink at the bar. But then they proceeded to lead us into the back room with absolutely no music, no vibe and no energy. Major mood killer! Totally different experience than main room. I felt like Sloth being chained in the dungeon. The food was excellent. We ordered the Cesar salad to start (10 out of 10) and then the lamb meatball sliders (also 10 out of 10) and steak tartar (8.5 out of 10.) Next course was the ravioli. It was excellent but not hot (not cold either but it def was sitting for a while before they brought out to us overall 8.5 out of 10.) We split the half garlic chicken as our main (9 out of 10) and crispy potato’s (5 out of 10) they were inedible, way too salty. We complained and they sent us new ones albeit it took 15 mins to bring out. We also ordered Brussel sprouts (11 out of 10) they are to die for. For dessert we ordered the tiramisu (10 out of 10) and they brought out a candle for my wife’s birthday. Service was excellent no complaints there. Solid water game although they didn’t really come over and ask us about reordering cocktails so we only had two drinks the whole night but overall, I have to say it was a real miss with putting us in the back room. Really killed the vibe for us."

"At first I thought with the name it would be Spanish, but turns out it's an Italian spot in Greenwich. The appetizers were solid - the toasted bread with what looked like eggplant or wild mushroom (I'll ask the guy who ordered) was fantastic, tasty and a good treat. The lamb meatball sliders were top heavy and ok. Regular sliders probably would've been the way to go. Steak tartare was good. Gabagool and grana was capicola and and a hard cheese which was ok, but not easy to eat - heavy/oily. The pappardelle with lamb bolognese was ok, overly salty - ended up eating most of the pasta (some of the sheets stuck together, though, so that wasn't edible), and leaving much of the lamb bolognese (greasy, but better than the meatball sliders). Good thing - service was quick and efficient and knowing the business nearby (Citi) they asked us how fast we needed to be out - and they kept us mostly on-time, nicely enough. Decor inside was dark woods and bottles all over of liquor and wine. Bathrooms downstairs. They have some private dining spaces and they were packed at lunchtime on a Wednesday."