God is a cook, he comes from Como and cooks at CaliBocca. His disciples take care of the guests. Yes, you haven't served here. Here one is taken care of. He lost himself somewhere in Italy without hope and is held in a small village in front of an Enoteca. Three hours later you spent one of the most beautiful evenings of your life with the food you always wanted. So, I think, it's CaliBocca. I often tasted the inferior caponata in Palermo and the handmade orecchiette would have made the grandmothers in Bari jealous. Pleasant and very convenient wines. Thank you, sir Ferrari.
