I suppose I am typical of British tojhrists in that I expect all foreigners to speak English fluently. But part of the pleasure is to eat local cuisine and not to subject oneself to too many calamities. Visiting on a Sunday evening this place was busy, always a good sign. We ordered water and a local beer, and if I had not reminded them three times I would still be waiting for it. I thought the brusshetta was top class and my calzone was a bit tasteless, my wife thought that her brusshetta with tomato lacked any tomato taste and that her pizza had a saggy bottom. Are wee going back to spend another 30 Euros? No! But you may enjoy the location plenty of other clients seemed to do so.