I have never before eaten Italian flatbread, but I will again. When you order, the man takes a ball of dough, wrapped in cling film, out of the fridge, rolls it, then cooks it in front of you. You can't get fresher than that. It seems to be mainly a takeaway but I had a sit-down mixed prosciutto plate as a light dinner to make up for the large meals I had been eating. The prosciutto was excellent, as was the glass of wine to accompany, the friendliness of the couple, the place was totally spotless. It was also a good price, a bit more expensive than the ubiquitous sandwich/panino bars spread around, but far ahead in terms of quality.