If nonna approves, you just mangia
The neighbourhood is bustling with life: neighbours greeting each other, the aroma of freshly baked bread, laughter coming from the next table.
You walk in, and before even opening the menu, you know you’re in for a good meal.
There’s no rush, but there’s no hesitation either: if nonna says that today the Catanese is just right… that’s what you order.
Oven warmth, neighborhood warmth
The kitchen is always on, just like in Sicilian homes.
Inside, the heat from the oven; outside, the warmth of the people.
Generous dishes, wine served without watching the clock, and long after-dinner conversations that drag on ‘because there’s still a little bit of tiramisu left’.
The real decision starts after choosing your table.
The menu doesn’t make it any easier: everything sounds like a Sunday recipe at nonna’s house, and everything is calling to land on your table.









Book now — or hear about it from someone else tomorrow.
There’s always one more dish here… but tables don’t last. Book now, and let nonna save you a seat.