I used to love this place .... until tonight. I was a bit taken back when the manager/bartender (?) on duty took a large spoonful of gelato & ate it behind the bar. That was nothing compared to what happened next. A young girl comes in with a rat on her shoulder & places a to-go order. She then is allowed to sit at the bar with the rat on her shoulder, in her arms, under her hair. The staff on duty chatted to her about the rat so they were fully aware it was in the restaurant. At no time did any of the waitstaff ask us if our food was okay. (My husband's onion rings were cold.) I would have said something about the rat if anyone had asked about the quality of our food. I've posted pictures of the rat. While I love animals, a rat doesn't belong in a restaurant.