14 Best Soup near Westfield

“I love their Beet Salad, and the bubble tea“

“Everything is always so delicious! I love the Hot Pressed Roast Beef and Swiss wrap, my husband has never got anything he didn’t like and my kids are obsessed with the chocolates😂 we love bubble mug!“

“I’ve had Logan as my cashier at the Westfield MA location many times and he has always been very friendly! He makes the whole experience such a pleasure! I always hope to see him when I go! I definitely will be coming again thanks to Logan!!“

“It looks like a small business trying to make it. The atmosphere is not the best but it definitely has character. The man I delt with cared about what he was doing, that’s just my personal opinion. I thought the pizza I was made was very good. I am not in that area often but if I am on lunch I will stop by for another pizza. Thank you for the delicious pizza.“

“Some of the best Vietnamese food in the area, it’s delicious, the prices are great and it’s consistent. I bring friends here all the time to try it. The only complaint I have is the booths need a deep clean and an update…. But I’ve also found that with Asian cuisine sometimes the ones that need to be updated have the best food.“

“Tried for the first time today, and it will be the first of many. The whole family LOVED the sandwiches!“

“My daughter in law bought me a large new England salad 3 weeks ago . I ate 2 days off of it. It was the best. So I invited my friend and neighbor to join me today. A new restaurant that is friendly and let us talk and never rushed us. I will definitely go back. Thank you for a wonderful lunch. You are all good chefs.“

“The food is delicious and prices are great. We ordered last night and they snuck in a free slice of layered chocolate cake.“

“Every time I have ordered from here I have been pleased with my food! Great pizza. Excited to try breakfast next!“

“Exactly what you want in a little sandwich shop, good food, soup, and a grumpy old man behind the counter. Is he a little abrupt? Sure, but maybe you would be too if you spent the last 40 years telling people to order at the other counter under the two very obvious signs I somehow missed. The shop is definitely a throwback and feels very nostalgic. We will be back again for sure. Oh its cashier only so don't forget to bring some or hit the atm.“

“We followed them from Holyoke to Easthampton …. live in Springfield now and still order a lot from them! Excellent food and owner is wonderful“

“If there were a sixth star, I would give it to Serj, and then I would personally petition the United Nations to create a seventh star just so I could give him that one too. That’s how good this man is at his job.

My journey began as I walked through the hallowed doors of Olive Garden, where the aroma of endless breadsticks and the faint whisper of Alfredo sauce linger in the air like a divine hymn. The hostess led me to my table, but little did I know that fate itself had seated me in Serj’s section.

From the moment he approached, it was clear I wasn’t dealing with an ordinary waiter. No. Serj appeared at my table as though descending from the heavens—apron neatly tied, pen at the ready, posture strong, eyes twinkling with the kind of confidence that says, “I can carry six soup bowls in one hand and refill your water before you even realize you’re thirsty.”

He introduced himself with the grace of a Broadway performer and the sincerity of a man who truly understands the weight of unlimited salad. “Hi, I’m Serj, I’ll be taking care of you today.” Taking care of me? Friend, Serj didn’t just take care of me. He shepherded me through a culinary odyssey.

When I asked for extra breadsticks, he didn’t just bring them—he presented them, like a knight returning from battle with treasure for his king. When I inquired about the difference between the Tour of Italy and the Chicken Alfredo, Serj’s explanation was so detailed, I felt like I had just attended a TED Talk on pasta-based decision-making. He gestured with such passion toward the menu, I half expected him to pull out a laser pointer and pie charts.

At one point, I dropped my fork. Before it even hit the floor, Serj materialized with a replacement, as though he had foreseen this in a prophetic vision earlier that morning. Truly, this man must have Spidey-sense, but instead of crime, his powers are tuned to the vibrations of clattering cutlery.

Midway through the meal, he checked in—not too much, not too little. Like Goldilocks’ ideal bowl of porridge, his timing was just right. I imagine Serj keeps an internal clock, finely calibrated to the digestive rhythms of mankind.

But the true climax of this saga came with dessert. I was full. Stuffed, even. Yet Serj, with the persuasive power of a seasoned diplomat, described the Warm Italian Doughnut's with such poetic elegance that I found myself ordering one. Reader, I devoured it, tears of joy streaming down my face, while Serj nodded knowingly in the background, like a mentor watching his pupil achieve greatness.

In conclusion, Serj is not a waiter. He is an experience. A legend. A national treasure. If Olive Garden ever creates a Hall of Fame, Serj’s apron should be the first item enshrined within.

Go to Olive Garden. Ask for Serj. And prepare yourself.“

“My wife and I have been going here since our 1st date way back in 1992! Without a doubt our Favorite, Crunchy Hunan Chicken, house lo mein so delicious! Never lets us down!!!!“

“Delicious Brunch!!! Nice & Clean Place!!!!“