I really liked my uncharacteristically nonbitter rapini pizza, would have sent back my better half's pork breast for inedible saltiness, thought my salmon was pretty good if also a bit oversalted and a bit sloppily thrown together on the plate. Romano beans were terrific, though, curiously given the above, the advertised anchovies were undetectable. Potatoes are simply not the kitchen's strong point; the two times I've tried them, I've thought nostalgically of the wonderful, slightly crisped yellow potatoes with olive oil and garlic Prego used to serve. Can't report on the rigatoni with octopus because it never appeared. (When our server passed by just as the meat and fish were arriving, she commented--sort of like remarking about the weather--"Oh, you never got your pasta.")
I commented to my spouse that perhaps the receptionist should post a photo of Michael Bauer and inform the kitchen to get out the salt shakers whenever he showed up but spare the rest of us. It seemed to me that the excess saltiness was not cooked in but added.