A small Italian restaurant nearby when the planned meal at the Rosemount didn't eventuate because of severe deadness is a good thing. It was cute, crowded, and Catalonian with a few Miro prints on the wall. Yes I know he's not Italian , but come on – Miro.
It has $10 pasta mains. $10. Ten dollars. T E N dollars. Don't pay anymore anywhere else. OK bad things out of the way, outside for the first half in the cold like the matchstick girl, but that's not their fault and they empathised and got us an inside table as soon as it was free. The place runs at 15 to the dozen so the food is slow. No bad thing, but the good part of a bottle of wine on an empty stomach leads to boozy scoffing.
Had the bruschhetta – funghi and pomodoro and followed with the penne all' arrabbiata (hot sausage, chilli, and tomato). Hot. Hot. All good with a home cooked feel and couldn't fault it. Same for the bruschetta. Would have stayed for cake and coffee. Will go again. Neighbourhood good.
The wine was a NSW Arrowfield 2001 Shiraz occupying the dead centre of all considerations. Mid value value, inoffensive but not offensively so etc. Would recommend it, but not too strongly.
Finished with a bowling grudge match between the Floreat petit-Bourgeois Adventurers and the West Leederville Spartacist 3 (incl. left of centre ring in). Toni won best score and I won "player most resembling league bowler pre-game". Winners are grinners. Shiraz gives me headaches.
Piccolo Italian Restaurant 44 Angove Street, North Perth; 9227-5250