My wife and I went for one of their antipasti and a pizza. Having read some of these reviews, I fear most people do not know what Italian food is. There again, neither does Sartori.
Antipasto. Not too fresh, bad news when we're talking carpaccio.
The much vaunted pizza? An indigestible, tinned ingredient filled soggy mess. Only in London could you serve something this bad and survive. I reckon there's a price on their heads in Napoli.
I especially loved the bit about not asking for modifications to the pizzas as it adds too much stress to the pizzaioli. Talk about lazy.
Last tip: clean the menus, nobody wants to see food stains on them.
Thank you for the bill and the bad stomach. Luckily there was some alka-seltzer at home.
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