We ate there this evening. My gnocchi was very good. My husband reported his spaghetti carbonara as mediocre. My friend really liked her pasta with tomatoes and ricotta.
The server seemed to just tolerate us. I am sure we followed no customary Italian dining pattern.
We were twice accosted by sellers of single stem flowers while we were sitting there, which I found intrusive especially since the first person did not want to take no for an answer.
It is conveniently close to the Marriott
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