Jay Mathur
Google
Il Fornaio, perched up in the Città Alta, attempts to woo you with rustic charm and the promise of wood-fired wonders. And, to be fair, the pizza, when it arrives, is a decent enough specimen, a thin, crisp base doing its best to hold up under the weight of whatever artisanal toppings they’ve decided to fling at it. But, oh, the theatrics! The waiters, bless their cotton socks, are practically auditioning for an opera, all sweeping gestures and pronouncements of "molto bene!" while you're just trying to get a glass of the house red. The place is a delightful, if slightly over-caffeinated, tourist trap. One can imagine a busload of eager visitors, snapping pictures of the massive oven, and declaring it a 'must-see' on their trip to Bergamo. It is a spectacle as much as it is a restaurant, and one must admit the spectacle is rather entertaining.