The Italian restaurant (by the Original Joe's team) is full even on a Monday night, so expect a wait or slide up to the bar and nurse an espresso martini to pass the time.
The walls of this place are about 85% window, built for Chestnut St. passersby to peek in and feel a pang of jealousy.
The spicy rigatoni is one-dimensional and overcooked, while the thin-crust pizzas are so great you'll have to rock-paper-scissors for a chance at the last slice.
The crowd-pleasing appetizers are covered in a blanket of cheese...as delicious as you'd hope from anything that's been parmesan-ified this hard.
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