Typical restaurant-row place. Service was fairly attentive though a bit spotty, and server poured a different wine than what we had ordered without showing the bottle first. We were also assured the complimentary focaccia was in the oven and would be served shortly.
The Roman Caesar salad I ordered was delicious. Good portion, interesting croutons, distinct anchovies and soft boiled egg assembled to perfection. My boyfriend's meatballs were "flavourful, but too firm" and "had a nice sauce". The prosciutto cotto on my pizza was bland, but the parmesan and arugula were satisfactory and the crust and sauce were great. I'd highly recommend going with another pizza - I don't understand why one would put prosciutto cotto on this type of pizza instead of just prosciutto, unless it was a one-way-ticket to flavour-town.
My boyfriend's Genova pizza was considerably better and he said he'd order it again. Oh, and that focaccia arrived halfway through our main course. I tried it for the sake of trying it, and was pleasantly surprised with the white-bean hummus accompaniment.
I feel like a restaurant in this part of the city, which likely caters to the pre-theatre and post-Jays-game crowd should have tighter service and polished menu basics.