It's not often I feel compelled to write a restaurant review, but my family and I really enjoyed this place, so there it is.
Change is good. We can all agree on that. However, some places should always stay the same. Dan Tana's has embraced that philosophy fully.
Basically, picture a stereotypical East Coast, Italian American restaurant circa 1973. You know: red checkered table cloth, Chianti bottles hanging from the ceiling, dim lighting, 8454355 lbs of garlic...
Warning: If you hate the idea of that, if you think that today's Italian food should be all butternut squash ravioli in sage brown butter, you're going to hate this place. Fine. Hate it. Because, frankly, the place is a little cramped and I'd be happier if you weren't there.
For the rest of us, this is a little bit of heaven. In a city that often struggles with authenticity, Dan Tana's is dripping with it. This place isn't cliche- it's where the cliche started.
Service is attentive. Fast, helpful, and with a little bit of attitude that lets you know you're in good hands.
The food? Well, aside from the forgettable prosciutto and melon, it was all fantastic. Amazing. Get what you'd expect to get at a classic Italian joint: something parmesan, something big fat steak, something covered in garlic and butter.
Happiness.
Basically, picture a stereotypical East Coast, Italian American restaurant circa 1973. You know: red checkered table cloth, Chianti bottles hanging from the ceiling, dim lighting, 8454355 lbs of garlic...
Warning: If you hate the idea of that, if you think that today's Italian food should be all butternut squash ravioli in sage brown butter, you're going to hate this place. Fine. Hate it. Because, frankly, the place is a little cramped and I'd be happier if you weren't there.
For the rest of us, this is a little bit of heaven. In a city that often struggles with authenticity, Dan Tana's is dripping with it. This place isn't cliche- it's where the cliche started.
Service is attentive. Fast, helpful, and with a little bit of attitude that lets you know you're in good hands.
The food? Well, aside from the forgettable prosciutto and melon, it was all fantastic. Amazing. Get what you'd expect to get at a classic Italian joint: something parmesan, something big fat steak, something covered in garlic and butter.
Happiness.
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