This place proved to be the lowestlight (as opposed to highlight) of a recent trip to Venice. Al Buso formula for cocking up a prawn salad is.........cook (??) prawns till they have achieved hardened bullet consistency, serve alongside limp rocket salad (probably past its sell-by date), chuck in a few bits of tomato and cheese and....bingo!...charge 17.5 Euros. Told them (since they did ask!) that their food was best summed up in four letters beginning with s and ending in t. Paid and left rather than spend all day arguing the toss. Example of Venetian commercial rip-off at its best. Looks like TripA insists that you give a rating - I have, therefore, given it one mark too many.
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