They're so sure of their product, they call themselves 'the best Italian in Warsaw' - anyone this confident in what they do must truly be superior to the rest. Summertime evenings may be spent in their comfortable outdoor dining garden, while winter brings you straight to the heart of Venezia - a pleasant and inviting atmosphere which compliments any entrée. Aside from various meat and pasta dishes, you may try one of many seafood options prepared with traditional Italian flair. And don't forget to save room for a delectable homemade dessert. Add a glass of vino, and what more could anyone ask for? A trip to Italy, at a fraction of the cost!
Cecile from France Reply
OK, but nowhere near the best Italian.
Kirstin from United States Reply
Decent food and ok prices. Maybe it's improved some over the years? My friend invited me here - personally preferred my pasta dish over her fish
Jose from France Reply
I found this place very interesting. One of the most interest worth italian restaurant in warsaw. Therefore I don't understand the last opinion (?). Regards.
Matthew Griggs from Poland Reply
I walked here from Zgoda st. one evening as a winter chill was settling across the city. I have long been a proponent of Shakespeare's claim that "hunger is the best sauce," and I hoped the long stroll would work up an appetite. It did, but to no good end. Oh, where to begin? As noted above, this place claims to serve the finest Italian fare in Warsaw. This, and much of the rest of the flattering review, is false. The interior conforms to a kind of pseudo-Italian stereotype, akin to Bacio but with less flair stuck to the walls. White stucco and wood beams predominate--the overall effect is like going to the Italian area at Epcot Center (if you've ever been you'll know this is not a flattering analogy). I ordered some homemade pasta from a pasta chef that apparently skipped his pasta-making classes once too often (perhaps he specialized in green Jello?). It appeared on the plate as a messy, unorderly smear, and was just overcooked enough to be unpleasant without being overtly soggy. The sole garnish to this dish was a lonely sprig of parsley which only emphasized its lack of creativity. While dining I was subjected to the soundtrack from "Married to the Mob"--Volare!, Mambo Italiano, etc. ad nauseum. I thought of Joe Pesci stabbing the man's throat with his pen (watch Goodfellas if you are puzzled) more than once-- a strange and terrible side effect of the music. Desert (Tiramasu), which I ventured into hesitantly, was somewhat better but seemingly a little stale. The coffee was not strong enough to defend itself as my meal wound down to end not with a bang but a whimper. The wine-by-the-glass situation here is poor, with a single mediocre choice from South Africa. I was only able to "enjoy" a single glass, as my server did not return once during the meal to take another drink order. One of the best bits of advice regarding criticism that I ever received was to always craft a shit sandwich (sorry for the unpleasant gastronomic metaphor): the good bits first and last, with the ugly stuff in between. Unfortunately, the bread of Venezia's sandwich is as thin as their (yawn) foccacia. My total bill with a glass of wine, pasta, desert and coffee was 78 PLN--Frankly, I'd rather have dined at McDonald's.