Da Marco - Review - Montrose - Houston - The Infatuation
"Even though getting into Da Marco in Montrose feels like cracking a Fort Knox vault—the windows are shuddered, the entrance is tented, and the dining room is obscured by a thick curtain—once inside, Da Marco hums like any other old-school Italian restaurant. Out-of-breath servers whisk plates to and fro, urgently offer to split dishes, and act as if pleasing you were their one true calling in life. You are important, and so is the amount of burrata on the menu, fork-tender braised ribs, and the dainty caramelized bananas laced over chocolate cake for dessert." - Chelsea Thomas
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