why do people keep going here??. antico was raved about so, i had to try it. drove in from the burbs for a birthday treat with family. parked aways away and walked, ( lovely night) waited in line outside (not bad, i can deal with that). placed our order; pricey for two pizzas and no drinks ( but we had our wine!). as we stood waiting for a table for four, a server brought us our pizza! burnt crust; yesm burnt so as to be uneatable (crust is my favorite part, but i said nothing as the others oohed and ahhed over the smell, the look etc. ok, i'm sure it'll be fine!) we continued to scan the place for a spot for four to sit and eat; nothing! one in our group asked a server if we could sit at the table in the back room as ourfoodwas getting cold! she said she would go ask. several more minutes go by...she returns, takes our pizzas and leads un into the back area: "dough room". ok, only benches for two , the other tow had to stand, but hey, this is antico! it's gotta be worth it , right? unique roome, flour bags, scales, blah, blah, blh, i'm starving already! pizza? cold! burt crust! i'm telling my son it's good, after all this was his idea and he's beginning to feel bad about it! no problem, neat experience! not five minutes in the room, a big very sweaty man (owner i guessed from his attitude) came in and said" can't you read "private"? referring to the sing on the door. we all smiled and nodded and said "yes! thank you! " as though he was trying to let us know in his very crude way how lucky we were to have this spot! he then said angrily, i'm not saying your welcome, this is a private room! i then told him we had been brought to the room by his server! we did not just barge in and take the table! "
she doesn't speak a word of english, he said. "hurry up it's reserved, you've got 30 minutes", and left. at this point i was flabbergasted! no apology ( i understand there are misunderstandings and mangement needs to deal with these things, but this guy was rude and insulting! ) in about 5 minutes he came back and said, "this is bad. i've got people coming all the way from italy for this table." ( sure...) they're on the way. you have to leave now." he then threw a fifty at me, and left. my son called after him, can we at least get a box? we grabbed a box and headed out.. the worst restaurant (i use the term loosely... very loosely) experience i've ever had in atlanta! this guys got something going for him, but it's not the pizza or the service, so i'm baffled...he's way over occupancy, so why does the fire marshall not check this? the cop outside told us we could walk down the street with our wine ( isn't that illegal? i asked him and he said don't worry about it...if anyone stops you just tell them i said it was ok). bad...none of us will go back and we will tell our story about antico!