@jacopo_mtl is an Italian restaurant that leans heavily on its address and hopes you won’t look too closely at what’s on the plate. We ordered two pasta dishes, both forgettable. The Spaghetti Amatriciana arrived utterly devoid of heat—so mild it barely qualified as a whisper of spice—while the Linguini Pescatore was so aggressively doused in lemon that it overwhelmed everything else, including any sense of balance.

Dessert brought a brief moment of redemption: the tiramisu was good, pleasant even, but hardly memorable. Enjoy, nod politely, and immediately forget.

Given the location and the prices, the disappointment felt familiar—unsurprising, yet still frustrating. The wine, to be fair, was excellent; the list is easily the strongest part of the experience. Unfortunately, it also served to highlight how little else stood out.

Even the atmosphere failed to rise to the occasion. For a Saturday night, the room felt oddly flat, steeped in that unmistakable Old Port energy: charge as much as possible, deliver as little as necessary. Everything looks right on the surface, but substance is in short supply.

Like many restaurants in the area, it’s… fine. Perfectly okay. But fine doesn’t justify the price tag. And in a city full of places that actually try, “fine” just isn’t enough.

January 31st, 2026 – Italian Food Quest stop 16 – Jacopo
✨Overall Score 7.1/10✨
Ordered:
🍝: Spaghetti Amatriciana, Linguini Pescatore
🍷: Sauvignon Blanc
🍰: Tiramisu
💰: 💸💸💸💸