I just can't get over the fact, that ppl order wrapped Chickenbreast in a ;traditional' Italian joint. And then complain about the Potatomash... This is, and I have experienced Italy a couple of times in my life, as authentic, as it gets, without Dean Martin or Adriano Celentano singing lyrics in the background. A place rises and falls with Bruscetta, and this one is top notch. The Pizza afterwards.... Wow. Big, not overloaded and sturdy enough to eat 'Italian style' with your hands only. A few too many tables and uncumfy chairs for my taste, but empty for lunch, I imagine that you get bumped a couple of times in 'peak times'. Beers good, Mountain Goat is rare in WA and Matso's coming on tap... wow. Service attentative, but there were only four tables taken. Food quick and spot on.
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