Massimo Capra was in the kitchen on a recent weekday lunch, which explained the perfectly seasoned and plated food. This restaurant is hidden in a simple strip plaza in gentrifying Clarkson. Questionable decor includes cardboard hung strategically on walls. (Emperor's new clothes?) If you can overlook that there's nowhere to hang your coat, that the server fools you into ordering $6 bottled water, and the $13 subpar cocktails, then this is the place for you. Stereotypical suburban menu overemphasizes carbs and desperately needs a secondi (meat) section. Awesome dessert tartufo full of delicious nuttiness ($9).