Just don’t go near this place! My pasta arrabatico was like a can of tomato soup with a red pepper in it for the sauce. The waiter should do his trousers up when serving. Everyone looks sulky and pouty. In defence, the wife says her fresh pappardelle was better so maybe they try a bit more with the fresh pasta. Spago a few streets away, not many seats and it might be a squash but you’ll save money and have a nice meal!
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