are you on crack. the wife and i stopped by parma on a friday at noon for lunch. i had read a few reviews that said the service was rude, so i was a little on guard when we arrived, ready to out-smart-ass the first rude server or owner that crossed my path. i was totally disarmed when greeted at the door by a cute little waitress with a huge smile. (she wasn't a midget or anything. just short. you know.)
she led us to our table, and i reloaded, preparing to take on our real waitress. well, crap, she was a total sweetheart. very attentive and funny.
okay, so maybe my memory is failing me and it was thefoodthat got critical reviews. all i can say is my baked ziti was so good, i started having sopranos flashbacks. and the wife like her chicken freakin' picatta so much, i even got a kiss. bada bing.
to those who have dissed this joint, you're on crack. parma is the tops. fugghetaboutit!