Il fornello started well (mushroom pizza, chicken entrée) but the tiramisu was fundamentally flawed. I'm okay with the consistency of cake or ice cream, not of Popsicle. The bill ($42) was resoundingly Torontonian. After-dinner events (some of which are unspeakable) consisted of half-chugging beer from Amsterdam, Toronto under peer pressure from little gs. As I'm sure they noticed, I am particularly susceptible.
Thank you for a great weekend.
