First off, and I'm sorry, but Pleasure Bar is the most ridiculous and stupid name for a restaurant ever. It sounds like it should be a seedy, crude night club - and it makes it even more absurd when you walk in and find out this is an old school, old man bar with grandma's Italian dining room in the back (ruffles and floral fruit curtains included).
Aside from that (and it's a significant that) - the service was great. The food was warm and filling and homestyle just like we hoped for. A friend and I split the stuffed mushrooms appetizer, so yummy. And our salads (no iceberg - yay!) and dinners were just as good. I'm glad we checked it out. Basic Italian family dinner status, if that's what you're looking for.
But can i mention again how ill-fitting "Pleasure Bar" is.