Bella Italia - Newark and Sherwood

Had a nice time here and I enjoyed it. it was not busy and this made it easy to book a table for adult. all parents had their children under control (children and children.) it seems clear room to move, toilets are clean. the food tasted nice and arrived on time so that everyone can enjoy his meal.

My first time in this beautiful restaurant and it was a very good experience! the staff is friendly, helpful and funny and nothing was too much annoyed for them! ideally located in 'the village' in the centre parcs, it is a great place to eat lunch and then for a walk to the beach afterwards. beautiful environment and beautiful ambiente. and now on the main reason that they are here. that would go to eat! absolutely entlicious! I enjoyed my meal very, it was delicious, fill and warm at a cold day, also good value for money. the subtle aromas were mixed nicely to create a really delicious pasta meal! I will go back to the final!

Delicious pizza and calzone with super friendly staff! we have eaten here last night and were so impressed by everything here, we will recommend it to everyone we know this goes to sherwood. veggie calzone with chips, and a mushroom pizza for the elders, and the children's meal deal (starter porn and dessert plus a drink) proved to be great value for money. big thanks to emma, our server, who entertained our 2 year old molly and made very fast with her friends! the food was delicious, beautifully presented and it took us not long to finish!

Good Italian eating as usual. very slow service, but so ready to wait.

On a Tuesday night I was impressed to find the place quite full and we were greeted within seconds by friendly staff and seated on a good table. Menu’s delivered and drinks choices taken almost immediately. Food ordered straight away and it arrived very promptly. All good. Looking at the menu I have to be honest didn’t have high expectations as the choices were quite limited and I’m sceptical of chain restaurants quality. When my calzone arrived this was confirmed. Initial thoughts were they’d found the football I’d kicked on to the school roof in 1983 and topped it with highly sweetened tomato sauce. But no in fact it was a food item and not my gola sensation. This food was a bit of a puzzle for me; I was under the impression that perhaps the place would have a pizza oven. The thing looked like it had come from a freezer and then a microwave. The dough was definitely under cooked in many places and it resembled a Russian’s ar5e on the beach in Paphos rather than a crusty delicious item the Italians have perfected over the years. This old bag of pants left out in the rain for 40 years was as Italian as Fred Dibnah. I’ll admit I arrived at the place hungry and tbh I’d have eaten my own ear wax at this stage so my chopping board (not plate) was emptied. The staff didn’t ask how it was and because I wasn’t prepared to bring the atmosphere of our party down I decided I wasn’t going to mention how I felt about the food. Btw; it wasn’t just the appearance that disappointed it tasted as good as it looked. I believe the menu suggested there was spicy sausage in there. It’d have taken Anika Rice in her prime to find it. I fancied a glass of malbec; I wasn’t prepared to pay £7.29 for a small glass; I decided on a pint of wife beater, then told it was in bottles only. So I went for the other cr4p on draught. Funnily enough I noticed a sign in the toilets saying flush twice it’s a long way to the bar. Which might explain a few things about my pint. I’m not sure why they continue to have a choice of draught on the menu when there is clearly a single tap fitted to the bar. Over all the staff were efficient; in fact I’d go as far as saying the chef was probably the most efficient person working in the centre of Nottingham on this dreary night as he’d had my calzone from box to wooden board in no time at all. Had he managed to actually cook it properly and check on its appearance before delivery to the table he’d have got a higher recommendation. Someone in our party wanted to pay for the meal for everyone and I had to kindly thank them and decline the offer. The reason being I’d then feel guilty if they were to ask me how my food was. I was absolutely not prepared to be grateful for a meal of this standard so I paid for myself although I did benefit from the blue light discount which softened the blow somewhat. We were out of there as quick as we were in and my over riding thoughts are ‘is this what people really do for a treat’? My message to the good people of Nottingham is ‘you’re worth more’; just up the road there’s a Tesco metro; grab a meal deal and sit on a wall in the rain and have a better experience. I’d sooner have a dog p155 on my shoe that use this place again #The 2* rating is because we were greeted, seated fed quickly. Had it have been anything else I’d have been less complimentary about the place