the spot: not tooo hard to find parking, nice decor, nothing obnoxious nor particularly memorable
the service: bit weird; not sure if it's because we were a relatively big group but we had some real cardboard floaters, which only seemed strange because it was so unlike other mid-high range italian restaurants with extremely personable staff. i'm not particularly sensitive to service as i know they're only human, but i was a bit spooked. and for a group of 9, the way the 10+ dishes were staggered was perplexing - only two pizzas at a time with what felt like a real-time moon landing in between.
the food: finally - the pizzas were aaaalmost worth the #weirdvibes. perfect woodfire crust,thinand chewy base, pleasant amount of toppings as compared to the super super authentic ones (off-centre, sneezed-it-on kind that you can only get away with in the motherland where the ingredients are slaughtered, i mean procured, the day of). highlights were the margherita, calzone napoli and contadina. surprisingly felt a bit dirty eating the rustica and truffle is usually my most trusted. gnocci is personal, but the texture of these was one of my favs - smooth and melts in your mouth but had at least one satisfying chew.
i think i was ultimately let down by the dining experience, but if we're talking pizza, it is one of the great ones.