Food critic

The following review appears in The Washington Post’s 2019 Spring Dining Guide.

Spaghetti with shrimp, garlic, olive oil, chiles and mint. (Deb Lindsey/For The Washington Post)

Osteria Costa


The restaurant wants to conjure the Amalfi Coast with touches of blue and abundant seafood, but it’s a challenge to believe when I’m sipping a cloying Negroni and listening to the strains of an electric violin at MGM National Harbor. Still, I’m pleased to find that the breaded veal chop is the same crisp golden catcher’s mitt of meat topped with arugula I encountered on my maiden dinner, and that the creamy ricotta cheesecake remains the best ending. Wherever you settle — the bar, the kitchen counter, the faux patio, a high communal table — there’s something to catch your eye, be it a wall of Veuve Clicquot, a Vespa parked near the entrance or pizza paddles the size of movie posters. Speaking of pizza, don’t bite. The pies are flabby. But the meatballs, parked on whipped ricotta, are soft and tasty, and the fritto misto, mostly shrimp and fried zucchini coins, gets dispatched in a flash. Pastas are made in-house. Linguine with clams could use better seafood, but I like the heat that accompanies every bite, and with a little more cooking time, the cheese-stuffed ravioli with tangy tomatoes could win my affection. Service is friendly, although attendants check in so often, it’s as if they’re getting paid for the “fines” they collect. Too much of a gamble? Not if you know what to order.

1.5 stars

Osteria Costa: MGM National Harbor, 101 MGM National Ave., Oxon Hill, Md. 301-971-6010.

Open: Dinner Wednesday through Sunday.

Prices: Dinner $22 to $46.

Sound check: 80 decibels / Must speak with raised voice.


The following review was originally published Nov. 23, 2018.

The margherita pizza with mozzarella, pomodoro and basil at Osteria Costa at MGM National Harbor. (Deb Lindsey/For The Washington Post)

Something tells me Osteria Costa will enjoy a longer run than the Southern-inspired restaurant it replaced in MGM National Harbor, Marcus, named for celebrity chef Marcus Samuelsson.

Let’s look at what’s right so far: Unlike its predecessor, the Italian newcomer, a spinoff of a same-named establishment in Las Vegas, wisely refrains from tackling three meals a day, plus room service. Instead, Osteria Costa puts all its energy into a single block of time, that being dinner, Wednesday through Saturday. Better still, the menu, by executive chef Beau Williams, 43, offers entertainment for the discerning diner while remaining approachable for the meat-and-potatoes set. Anticipate grilled branzino, a Florentine-style steak and pastas both familiar and novel — something for most everyone, as you might expect of a casino resort. Williams brings to the project experience acquired at the admired Rustic Canyon in Santa Monica and multiple restaurants within Bellagio Las Vegas.

Shades of blue surface in the glassware, the salt and pepper shakers, banquettes and elsewhere, a subtle nod to the Amalfi Coast that serves as culinary inspiration. The kitchen follows through with some pleasing fish and seafood. Striped from the grill, the branzino, edged in a glistening herb puree, is splayed open to accommodate a carpet of shaved fennel and zippy pepperoncini. The entree would taste at home in some starry establishment in downtown Washington. Same for the Flintstone-esque breaded veal chop, its richness and heft countered with peppery arugula. Ditto the lovely, mostly ricotta cheesecake, shot through with lemon zest and dolloped with whipped cream. Not the shrimp spaghetti, though, whose assets of mint and chiles are masked by what smacks of a stick of melted butter in the olive oil pooled around the pasta.

The veal Milanese with arugula and lemon. (Deb Lindsey/For The Washington Post)

Server Mercedes Williams, left, waits on customers in the outdoor area of the restaurant. (Deb Lindsey/For The Washington Post)

Osteria Costa’s pizzas aren’t apt to make anyone’s listicle. Even so, they’re good enough for any leftovers to be packed up. There’s welcome tang in the tomato sauce and brightness from basil on the margherita, and just the right tug between heat and sweet on the chewy pizza paved with saucer-size slices of salami, Calabrian chiles and a drizzle of honey.

The downside: a stolid high-rise lasagna whose layers include tepid cheese and servers who seem to think interrupting diners’ every other bite is a good thing. It’s not. The wait staff have enthusiasm going for them, if not the ability to assess whether customers want their conversations repeatedly put on pause. “How is it?” is tossed around as much as “fake news.”

The lemon ricotta cheesecake at Osteria Costa. (Deb Lindsey/For The Washington Post)

The nearly 200-seat restaurant, whose foyer is outfitted with pizza paddles on the wall and a Vespa on the floor, spreads its tables across a front “patio” and a rustic dining room with a bar and a view of the open kitchen. Sit outside the entrance if you like the idea of dinner and a show. On my most recent visit, the perch was sweetened by Mariah Carey declaring “All I Want for Christmas Is You” while an army of set decorators in hard hats erected giant frosted trees and arranged Christmas ornaments the size of igloos.

MGM revels in the season. Osteria Costa contributes to the merriment.