Spaghetti Polpette (£17) was a more than ample main course. A generous portion of well cooked pasta with a ton of lovely, firm yet juicy meatballs, coated in a tomato sauce which had clearly been made with a lot of love and patience. I'm a big believer that the bedrock of any Italian restaurant's product is the quality of its base tomato sauce, and this was very solid indeed.
Chicken Supreme (£20) featured a bone-in chicken breast as the name suggests, and was cooked over charcoal, with solid char marks to evidence that. Some green beans and a mushroom acted as garnish, this was a steady plate that would please most people's tastebuds. Simple, to the point, and tasty enough.
Tagliatelle alla Pollo (£18) was another dish that most people would enjoy with gusto. Another considerable portion of pasta that was again cooked as it should be, dressed in deliciously creamy sauce with plenty of chicken and an earthy hit from some mushrooms. Simple, tasty, and delivered just what it said on the tin.
And my personal menu choice; since I was off the clock there was no shame at all in ordering my favourite pizza topping in the world! For those who don't know me well, which is 99.999% of you since I don’t ever use my name on their pieces, then that's tuna, plenty of fresh chilli, and pineapple. And this was a truly good pizza. Generous toppings with a really pleasant base, properly prepared in house and baked to a charm in Carmelo's pizza oven. I'm assured that the kitchen openly questioned Aunty's day job, which to be fair is understandable based on my unconventional lunch choice. Again, this article should never have seen the light of day. Maybe one day I'll wish that it hadn't.
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