dolomiti birra. seriously a must try for you virgins!
home made pasta.
only jazz and opera on the play list.
owner's an old school bronx boy.
he guessed i was a forest hills kid. decently a mile and a half shy.
so whats not to love about this story? he grows up in the bronx. loves his mama's italian cookin. becomes a professional celloist. travels all over the planet playing the classics. starts up this italian food gig as a hobby and it takes off like nathans hotdogs.
great staff makes you feel like you are on arthur ave. some nyc favorites on the menu, and unusual surprises like sepia pasta. the food is decent and sure is good enough for me. dont ramble on about a more authentic italian place in pheonix unless they cure their own capocolla in the cellar. thank you. end of story. see ya.