I was born in Rome and lived there for most of my life, I've tried thousands of italian restaurants all over the country and some of the best ones too. I was raised by an italian mamma universally renowned as a great cook. So I can say that I'm not at all an unexperienced reviewer.\r
The place. Never in my life, in any of the restaurants I visited in Italy or throughout Europe, I felt so much treated as an ""Economy Class"" visitor, though paying as much as the ones in First Class. The main room on the right with candles on the nice rounded tables, comfortable sofas and a view on Central Park. And then the Economy room on the left with squared and long tables that made impossible any attempt at conversation, being it too noisy. In Europe we have the same cheap chairs in public high-schools! Huge mirrors on the walls that don't help at all to create an atmosphere.\r
The food. I laughed when I saw the menu. Spaghetti cacio e pepe (one of the poorest and simplest plate of the roman tradition) were charged 24$. It's as if an american restaurant in Rome would charge 20 euros for a plate of macaroni and cheese!!! The quantity of food was abnormously out of proportion with the price charged for it. As an appetizer I chose ""Cannoli di polenta croccante"" that were charged 24.50$. Cannoli is a plural word in italian. But I received only one single and tiny cannolo, lost in the huge whiteness of the plate. The quality could be considered only slightly superior to average in Italy, but I imagine that in the States is valued as excellent. But most of all for the same price in Italy you would eat in a restaurant where your eyes would roll over in pleasure.\r
The bill. Out of proportion with the quality and quantity of the food. I'm not complaining on the price itself, because I've paid even much more in some italian restaurants. But eating much better and much more. At the end they added a 14$ Tiramisu that we didn't eat and I made the waiter notice it.
Pros: The only pro has been the kindness of the italian waiter Felice.