I visited this restaurant at lunchtime. Being solo,
I was proposed a table outside, although the garden was not prepared for guests; it was obvious a table for two in the restaurant wouldn't be sacrificed. I was also given a used tablecloth. I didn't get annoyed as I sensed I would at least be served some good food and I knew that my enthusiasm would change the ambience (which proved true). Indeed, I tasted with a lot of pleasure a soup with spelt, chicory and asparagus; then (delicious) boiled meat meatballs (a favourite of grandmas, the server told me, as they can eat them even without teeth!) with broad bean purée with apple and honey; and then last, but believe me not least, pecorino, i.e. creamed goat cheese, with chillies and honey served with celery sticks (not for the faint hearted). Although I expected a kinder welcome, I don't regret. I did indeed enjoy my lunch and I'm glad places like this one still exist in touristic areas.
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