When my friend and I ventured out for a few drinks one evening our hunger took the better of us and we decided we really needed something filling, since we were walking down Hanover Street at the time, Italian it was. That, for those of you who don’t know, is because there are masses of them in one street. He chose the Patio, and I followed on.
I was surprised when we walked into this place, it doesn’t look that much and seems a lot like some of the inferior Italian restaurants around the same area. Let’s face it, after being to Centotre it’s hard to compare other Italians.
However my first big surprise was when the owner arrived and read out the specials. There was more food on that list than there was on the usual menu. He sped read something like fifteen specials and left you reeling. Luckily he had a shorthand written list for us to have a bit of a longer peruse through. I plumped for the anchovies on garlic toast, and the steak to follow.
The anchovies were excellent, not the small and dark specimens you often see that are over salty. These were long, thick and paler, covering a huge piece of toasted garlic bread. Gorgeous. They weren’t as salty and strong as often they can be.
The steak was a shock and a half, it was huge, not just in width or length alone but in depth too. It was a huge chunk of beef. Yet it was still beautifully cooked and remained quite red in the centre. Served with a lovely peppered sauce and potatoes, it was an entire feast and neither of us could attempt a pudding. That is unusual for us!
The decor is disappointing it does give a seriously misleading impression, stick with it and delight in the specials. An excellent meal.