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Ciao, com’estai! Mangia, fratelli! Yo, this restaurant is a fantastic authentic Italian. You say... what? Mah! Basta! Ya had no Italian. Do you hear me? Did you come to Italy? That was me. Coolness, as you never did. So, listen, try a meal at this really good place, huh? Whassamattah? Why? I told you. Ya doesn't have the Italians like Pica is really Italian. Waitress Stephanie knows the food like an Italian waitress. For me this means something. Trust “ma donna”. Allllll goooood. Bene! From sweet sausage to broccoli rave and soft fresh bread to rectangular pizza... en quee vicino Capisco Napoli to Tuscany to Assisi outta Rome, a beckoning. Sauces saucy saucy, veggies crisp still fine sliced and cooked, cocktails potent and high-end, and for those of us hope to wake up tomorrow to food flavor, there is a pure divine icy tea to imbibe. Was the pizza on the table bigger??? Too many small slices! With slices of meatballs that melt in the mouth. Yup, open it up to go home. (After the heavenly Tiramisu, of course. A great meal that didn't kill my coin bag. All there works the crew line like the clockwork, still smile, although some key personnel are sure to have known the true 70s (except Laverne and Shirley races). The next time that my visit to PA includes a recitation in Consigliere Cerelli’s Castello, surely is a planned Dine-in Pica’s on the port. Pancha....