This is a quaint little place that appears to be family owned and operated.
When entering I noticed lattice with plants running down, small tables with green and brown checkerboard patters (they were plastic mats, kinda lazy) and lots of small nooks covered in assorted items. It's feels a bit cramped with the beer fridge, wine rack, and wait station all in the dining room, but overall seems to work.
I ordered spaghetti and meatballs ad I fell that it's the true way to measure an Italian restaurant. If they can't do that right, walk out and never return. I have had quite a lot of frozen meatballs, sauce from a bottle and overcooked pasta. This was NOT one of those places. The meatballs were about baseball size and obviously fresh. I was sitting close enough to the kitchen to hear what was going on, and never heard a microwave.
The meatballs were seasoned and browned well and you could taste the fresh basil. The sauce was perfect as was the pasta.
The only thing I did not agree with was the wedding soup: tasteless, bland, and barely warm.
I would definitely return.