The bread. I could have made an entire meal out of just their bread and olive oil. Warm, crisp and chewy. And the bruschetta. The salty Brussels sprout bruschetta. And the gnocchi. Whoa. I had to take some deep breaths to pace myself. Walking in famished on an incredible cold January night, what a joy (and relief) to find such warm service and atmosphere.
It’s on the fancier side for me, but its too not high strung or snooty. A relaxed and pleasant spot.
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