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| - I imagine Presti's is the kind of place you fall in love with as a kid - big lights, big glow, big pastries, big bread, big slices - but nostalgia is what keeps you coming back more than the quality of the food. We came here for lunch on a rainy Saturday. The service is by number at the counter, which is a bit chaotic as the counter is long and orders can be taken at any point along the counter, assembled, and then funneled down to one of the cash registers. You might think there is a line, but that is not the case. Thankfully, the staff taking your particular order will call your number LOUDLY and get the process started. The food and pastry offerings are longer than the counter; if it's even remotely Italian, they have it for you. We ordered chicken piccata, broccoli salad, pizza sausage, and cassata and an apple turnover for dessert. Liked the desserts, fresh crust on the pizza and the pasta/pizza sauce- all mainly because these items are easy to make ahead and they get a little better with time. Not so with the chicken and the sausage - the piccata sauce and pasta were gummy from the steam table and the sausage dry from being reheated. The broccoli salad was good, but the florets were huge and cutting raw broccoli with a butter knife is awkward at best. It is a lot of food, though - so we definitely ate our fill on what we did prefer. Great place to come with family who have varied tastes and/or for a decadent dessert, but next time, we'd just stop in for dessert and an espresso to go.
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