A dinner that was very much a triumph of our waiters sales technique vs our overconfident Italian. I'm not sure the table could have actually held more food... there were no menus and after a lengthy back and forth + some cheerful gesticulating were relieved when an appropriate bottle of red emerged. The crowd seemed friendly, food smelled great.
And then commenced the food... An extensive meat and lard plate, a comprehensive cheese platter and four (distinctly maxi) mini burrata made a significant dent in our confidence and were swiftly followed up by (seemingly) an entirely lamb, a gigantic steak, a carbonara (the most successful) and a confusing spaghetti with duck ragu. Such Large quantities of meat and salt were sufficiently an assault on the senses that the meat sweats commenced before we even picked up our forks.
30 very quiet minutes later we slunk out subdued and agreeing that perhaps we don't require the customary breakfast cakes in the morning.
I'm absolutely not saying you shouldn't come, just that you should order a quarter of what you think you need and skip the bread basket. You have been warned. read more
