Pizzeria San Marco

We stumbled upon the Pizzeria San Marco after a terrible experience at Gastro, a French restaurant around the corner. We arrived there utterly dejected and hungry after waiting over an hour for our food to arrive. As soon as we walked into San Marco, we were greeted with broad smiles and some delicious smells from the open kitchen at the back.

Our waitresses were so charming and listened to our tales of bad service. We were presented with some free olives while we waited as they took pity on us. We began to relax, glad that we'd changed restaurants.

Once the food came, it became clear that one of our orders has been misunderstood by the chef. Our waitress couldn't apologise enough and she rushed to the kitchen to make sure our dish was their priority. She chatted with us at length as we waited, and apologised again. Once we had finished eating- fantastic crisp pizza, a delicious seafood linguine, and some more of the delectable olives, she rushed over to see if everything was ok. Despite our protests, she gave us a free drink on the house after the meal.

We left full, slightly tipsy, and with much more money in our pockets than if our meal at Gastro had been successful: smiling and vowing to go there again as soon as possible.