So my family and I went here to celebrate my brother's graduation, and my mom had a kinnepshit: at the restaurant, my family and I were placed in the dreary basement with a half-assed, artsy paint job and fake vines. Meanwhile, the prom kids got to sit up in the nicer, top floor, high ceilinged dining room. Well, she didn't find the humor in this but I did. Maybe they just made the reservations like a half a year in advance...?
Okay, so this place was an old church converted into a restaurant. So the decor needed a major rehaul so it didn't feel like it was converted from said house of prayer the night before. It had mediocre tortellini in a cream sauce and breaded cheese artichokes that didn't have enough carbs on them in my opinion. At least the server tried hard and tried his best to be accomodating to a table of like, 12! :)