The most memorable thing about The Sosta is the giant pink neon sign. Next, it might be the pink paper bowls, followed by the tiny orange tree in the corner that somehow looks both lost and afraid. And, if we kept going down this list, we’d eventually get to the food.
The Sosta is an Italian counter-service place in Nolita, and it’s from the same people behind By Chloe. The menu is small, with a few basic pastas, some salads and sandwiches, and a couple of sides like meatballs and cauliflower. And while the food is fairly inexpensive (nothing costs over $15), it’s also a pretty big waste of time.
The stuff here tastes like something you’d eat on a nice airline. Edible - but still airplane food. The pesto pasta is just a bunch of noodles in a generic pesto sauce, and the bolognese sort of reminds us of Hamburger Helper. It isn’t the absolute worst food in the world, but if someone served it to you in a hospital cafeteria, you’d probably take a bite and think, “Huh, that’s about right.”
In the end, your enthusiasm for The Sosta will really depend on how much you like the color pink. Here, the trays are pink, the bowls are pink, and, the huge pink neon sign behind the counter is about ten times brighter than anything that should be allowed to be indoors. The whole place feels like it was dreamed up by some 16-year olds on a bus ride to a Katy Perry concert, and we’re pretty sure the actual food was an afterthought.
So if pink is your favorite color and you want some mediocre Italian that you could easily make yourself, you might like The Sosta. For everyone else, there are about two million other places in this city where you can get some much better pasta without having to worry about the physical and mental health hazards of sitting too close to a big pink glowing sign that says, “Mangiamo, Baby.”
Like most of the pastas here, this one is fine. The sauce is mostly ground beef and is equal parts comfort and disappointment.
After about four bites of this, you’ll be bored and ready for something else.
At least this pasta has a fun shape. You won’t remember eating it, and you’ll probably wonder why you didn’t just make it yourself, but it’s good for when you’re tired and you want to feel sorry for yourself.
A small cup of average meatballs, for all those times you’ve thought to yourself, “I wish I had a small cup of average meatballs.”
The prosciutto on here is actually pretty decent, and so is the cheese, but the salame isn’t anything special and the focaccia could use some work. In other words, you don’t need this.
Roasted cauliflower is a strange watery sauce. There are things you want in your life, then there’s this.