The first thing that catches one's eye is the cute little Ferrari-red Fiat 500 parked in the middle of the dining room floor. Judging from pictures we've seen, the Fiat actually makes its way around the restaurant a couple times per year (not by itself, of course).
Once your eyes have taken in the cute little Fiat, they next start to wander around the restaurant, from the red and white checkered tablecloths to the portraits of Italian celebreties on the walls, then to a giant cupboard laden with dry pasta noodles, cans of tomato paste, garlic, bottles of wine, and other good stuff reminiscent of grandma's kitchen. Oh, did I mention the moped sitting on the wall separating the booths?
Tucked away in the back corner, and a little bit in the dark, is the bar, a neat little place for friends to hang out and throw back a few while watching one of seven shows being displayed on their seven plasma televisions above the bar.
After taking everything in visually, our to-go order finally arrived and I had time to shoot off a couple more pics of Gena and Anthony before heading home to enjoy the food. We decided that we would all have to come here one evening and dine in this remarkable restaurant.