Chuck J.
Yelp
I ate here several times years ago and was so impressed that I didn't come back almost forever. Fortunately, I got roped into joining some friends. I moaned and complained to my wife right up until we hit the door, then sucked it up and pretended I was happy to be there. Smart move, as it turns out.
We split four appetizers around the table--serviceable bruscetta and caprese salad, a really good seving of friend artichokes, and the house favorite, Ben's Bangin' Shrimp--an out of the world dish of tempura shrimp on a bed of tangy asian cole slaw that, to be clear, made me immediately regret agreeing to sharing all the appetizers. I wanted every shrimp for myself. Me. Not my friends, not the love-of-my-life and mother of my children. I wanted the shrimp.
I don't remember what my dinner was called, but it was a half dozen raviolis stuffed with tangy cheese filling, on a bed of spinach, with tomatos and mushrooms under a light, but really decadent white wine and cheese sauce. It's can't miss.
My wife had the shrimp arribiata (maybe because she didn't get her share of the first course? hmmm....) and it was pretty good, too. Other folks at our table had chicken parmesan (yawn), Chicken Lafayette, some kind of salad, and the flat iron steak. Everybody was happy and full. We skipped desert, but loaded up on the beer--used to be they had a bunch of crap beer, but their selection has improved until it's interesting--almost.
The atmosphere is also worth noting--this is an old, Victorian-era house with lots of small rooms, each with a few tables, along with "outside" seating on patios that is closed in behind glass and heated--very cozy, especially during the holiday.
Well, done Ben.