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| - I'm bummed about all the poopy reviews of this place. Granted, we went on a rainy Sunday night, so the place was dead, but no complaints about the food or service. In fact, the pizza is awesome -- reminds me of Tuchetti's (R.I.P.) yummy thin crust/flatbread creation. The bruschetta consisted of big chunks of green and kalamata olives and fresh bread, not some crappy olive tampenade. Seriously delicious. The decor, as others have mentioned, is killer - so interesting and different. The upstairs, with its fun house of mirrors, is potentially confusing if you're shitfaced, but oh well. The bathrooms are unmarked and unisex and I did hear one of my female companions squealing about poop in one, but again, oh well.
I will definitely go here again, although I agree in that it's not exactly cheap -- save your binge drinking for the Bikini.
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