I was reluctant to order cioppino, which was my father's specialty which he learned to cook in San Francisco during World War 1. However, I did order it and I can say it was the best I have eaten since the last time he cooked it in 1970. To my delight it was absolutely authentic and wonderful. I loved this restaurant, the staff, the decorations, the bar and the whole experience.
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