In some respects, this was better than I expected (their web site says, after you make a reservation "Note - most of our tables are counter seating or communal tables", when in fact it's like most downtown restaurants that cater to daytime city customers, rather than couples looking for a romantic tete a tete), but the food didn't quite live up to the well-written menu descriptions.
In other respects, we were let down.
What we ordered sounded exotic and scrumptious, in a way that Californian / American menus can only sigh jealously at:
Suppli – mushroom risotto croquettes filled with truffled mozzarella
Toasted almonds – rolled in chili sea salt
Ascalone – fried olives stuffed with pork
Bruschetta – with roasted peach, basil and prosciutto di parma
Prosciutti – with parma, san daniele, and la quercia salumis, and gnocco fritto
Brussels sprouts – fried in duck fat, with capers, anchovy, and red wine vinaigrette
Patate arrostite – rosemary roasted potatoes
Paccheri pasta – rustic pork ragu, and parmigiano reggiano
What we got was an assortment of overly salty, and otherwise so-so dishes.
The unnecessarily flashy drinks menus on iPads revealed a too brief list of 8 beers, 3 cocktails, and an interesting wine list. Unfortunately for me, I went for the 'Orange' wine flight, which turned out to be four pale orange colored 'white' wines, none of which I'd dream of ordering again.
Overall, a good-looking but otherwise unsatisfactory eaterie.
It was a good job my date was volcanically hot.
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