For pizza and red wine before your movie
The art nouveau entrance to this Italian restaurant seems a bit grand for the little sliver of dining space. The staff is friendly and the pizza is decently-priced, though their definition of prosciutto is laughable at best — it’s more like baloney. It’s not a bad deal, though, if you aren’t expecting flavors from Napoli. It’s a great spot to split a pizza and a bottle of red while you’re waiting for the film at El Corte Inglês to begin. The pasta selection is varied and veggie-friendly, the tiramisu is fresh and tasty, but I don’t think an Italian has ever set foot in that kitchen.