i got past my love for their pizza and actually had dinner, though we did start with a small margherita as our appetizer. We shared four dishes, for a marvelous dinner, along with a bottle of Masa red that complimented our meal. The margherita was followed by a wonderful salad with arugula and fresh black truffles, then the baby octopus in tomatos and black olives, and finally a light as air risotto pie. The service was charming and attentive, sharing four dishes presented no problem for the waiter, and our only quibble was that one of us found the octopus a tad salty (the other said "more for me!). I've read discussions back and forth on this board re: authenticity and while I've travelled extensively in Italy, I really don't feel qualified to say what is authentic. I can say this place reminds me more of lovely Italian experiences in Umbria, Tuscany, and Emilia Romagna, than any other boston restaurant at the moment. So molto grazie Gran Gusto!