Can't add much that hasn't been said, but happy to join the chorus.
Went for the first time on Wed., solo, (prior to Music of the Baroque at the Harris---splendid), and everything about it worked for me.
I'm slightly neurotic about where I feel happy dining alone---too busy and crowded makes me feel sad and lonely, too quiet and empty makes feel exposed and on display. Same with varying levels of service. The sweet spot (outside of Saturday breakfast at an old fashioned coffee shop) is pretty narrow. I'm just a mess.
It was 6:00 and the joint was not full, but jumping with a lively crowd milling about the host's stand. I was, nonetheless greeted quickly and warmly, and a small table was found immediately.
The service thereafter also hit a sort of Platonic ideal of formality and professionalism through which was evinced a genuine desire to give the diner just what he wanted as he wanted it.
Bread, water, menu appeared immediately. I was offered the chance to order something right away, but they were happy to give me some time to look at the list.
Loved the warm bread that came shortly after my beer. (One of the Spanish ones. Amber/lager. OK. Not special.) Hot and chewy inside, crisp, crusty and a touch salty outside. My ideal warm restaurant bread.
Ordered the fried zucchini side as a starter (as someone here or in another thread recommended). It was an amazingly large portion and perfectly done. Each large plank was well but not over-battered and the frying was within nano-seconds of too much, but shy of that, so the result was deep golden and deeply flavored. A little ramekin of light tomato sauce and wide curls grated grana softening on the zucchini created an aroma that immediately put me in Italy (though the dish is not named or described or romanced on the menu as particularly Italian). It was a very generous portion as well.
Busing was smooth and friendly throughout.
Fish and chips next. Here, after the perfection of the zucchini, the fish fell a tad short. These were golden, but a bit greasy as well, and, ultimately, they had almost no flavor of their own. I had to use a fair amount of the house tartar and/or malt vinegar to perk them up. The fries also promised more than they delivered. They looked golden and perfect, but didn't actually have any crunch on the outside, or particularly deep potato flavor inside. Nothing bad here, just not exceptional. Again, a very generous portion.
Sounds like just a hit and a miss. Under other circs. a C+ or a B. But, the service was so friendly and so attentive throughout, the atmosphere so busy, boisterous and gemutlich, and the price pretty reasonable (for the locale), that I can't wait to try some more.
The beer and wine lists were ample and almost everything on the menu looked worth sampling.
"Strange how potent cheap music is."