On this miserable day the collection of silver lanterns in the doorway welcomed us into the gothic like dining room that is part laneway, part Venetian back alley. There was flickering candle light and the whole place was romantic.
Service was a little erratic and not the most attentive but the mind can be distracted by flickering candle light and a little romance.
The pizza looks impressive, thin crust and large. The topping was generous too. Flavour wise it just missed punch. Maybe a bit more tomato. The base although thin and crispy was a little dry, a bit too close to cardboard. Not terrible pizza but there's definitely better out there.
The pasta pretty much hit the same result. The sauce was a little soupy / watery. You can even see in the photo the wateriness of it. Flavour wise not bad but the whole dish lacked something.
I guess what the dishes lack, the surroundings and settings are meant to make up for it. Too a certain degree it does work because I'd love to sit there again and pretend I'm in Florence or Siena but then when the food arrives, I'm brought back to reality. I'm in a pretend place and a pretend place with mediocre food is not where I want to spend my hard earned cash so I'll have to overlook the romance and intrigue and walk on.