Service, by a single waitress, is excellent. She knows the menu, keeps the water glasses filled, and brings things out as they are ready. There are the natural pauses of a real kitchen making food.
The room has one large mural, made to look as if it were the windows of a trattoria overlooking a sea. The painter had some fun. A bottle of Menino 2003 merlot appears to be sitting on the ledge. When it gets dark, the waitress brings a liquid candle with beach stones in the glass. "After everything else," I joke, "you can't really expect us to eat that, too."