This place is the absolute worst. What an overhyped slagheap. Have you actually lived in Italy? I have and this place is an illusion perpetrated by American fools against other pasty-skinned, fleece wearing, rain-soaked, mind numbed dullards. To call a burnt crisp a pizza to charge 5 dollars for buffala is ridiculous. But aside from the food, the place is sooooo poorly managed, how it gets any repeat business is a mystery. Oops, wait. I know… bc it is in PORTLAND! There isn’t an alternative. No one has anywhere else to go. Portlanders walk around and stare at their shoes under their umbrellas latching on to anything, ANYTHING that is NOT yet another STARBUCKS. I’m sorry to say, this place wouldn’t get noticed in London, Rome, New York, LA or SF. It is just YET ANOTHER WANNABE strip mall restaurant. Culinary midgets preening around the kiddie pool doing their pose-downs in front of a mirror, a mirror to a boarded up, abandoned housing project community center where only crack whores and dellusional vets have set up shop. Yes, this is Portland. Meth capital of the world and culinary HYPE center of the universe. Avoid this and AVOID NOSTRANA!