Capers is one of those places I'd always wanted to go, but had never quite managed to ever get there, for one reason or another. Enough was enough, I decided, and picked this quaint little pizzeria for an impromptu dinner date. With my sister, before you get excited.
I had considered booking a table, but figured that it being a Monday, there probably wasn't a need. I was right, we were the only people in the place at 7pm on a muggy Monday evening, and our request for a table for two was met with great glee. The poor server looked mindbogglingly bored, and the delivery guy was nervously dandering around in circles, so I was glad my sister and I were able to introduce dash of vivacity to Capers. Or something like that.
The restaurant is best described as shabby chic, and very reminiscent of an authentic and traditional Italian pizzeria. It's not huge, and is more of an add-on that anything else, but rather enjoyed the chilled atmosphere.
Food wise, I ordered a mushroom pizza, the sis got a margarita and between us we had a 10" garlic pizza bread (with cheese's were we gonna smell good). Halfway through, I realised that I was getting rather full, but managed to persuade myself that I had to keep going. I did finish the pizza (somehow), but my sister was unable to eat the rest of hers, and the garlic pizza bread was still half there. The amiable waitress was very agreeable and helpful, and really couldn't do enough for us. She even provided us with a pizza box for our remaining pizza (and yes, we did get a fair few funny looks on the bus home).
Good pizza for a decent price, no frills, no spills (except a wee bit of water on the table), and not too many thrills either (except on the behalf of those who worked there). But you know what? I liked it. I really did. read more