03/08/2025: Ristorante da Mario is one of those small establishments steeped in tradition and memories that are rare these days.
Gisella is a woman from another era who offers simple, homey service, with few frills and sincere, just like her.
The food is all fresh and high-quality, especially the fish, as they only serve what's caught in the lake that day.
We had the whitefish risotto. The fish is fried and accompanied by a risotto sautéed with sage, with a delicate flavor that lets the fish take center stage.
For appetizers, we tried local salami, the kind you no longer find in supermarkets.
The desserts are delicious, from the revisited fruit tiramisu, fresh and perfect for warm summer evenings, to the amaretti pastry, homemade by Gisella, of course.
The experience was beyond positive: eating at Mario's was like stepping back in time and sitting at my grandmother's table. The genuine service leaves no room for pleasantries, drawing you back to memories of a bygone era. Good, home-style cooking, made with few but fresh ingredients, exalted in their simplicity.
I'm sorry for the negative reviews; unfortunately, establishments like this will always be penalized by a world that is increasingly conforming and losing all the uniqueness and simplicity that resided in the cuisine of the past.
I will definitely be back.
30/07/2025: The food is okay, but it's not exquisite, just average. The service from the owner, I suppose, the 80-year-old woman who takes your things away, speaks loudly, and invades your personal space, seems quite annoying and damages the image. Having a plate placed behind me on the table is not normal. The other two waitresses were very friendly and polite. Another thing we didn't like was that the table next to us, literally two feet away, was smoking, and I was eating pasta and smoking.
I've been a smoker, and I first wait for them to finish, or ask permission, or go outside, but I don't smoke at the table. The funniest thing was that they asked the lady if smoking was allowed so as not to disturb them, and her response was, "Whoever is bothered can go to hell." Our faces were a picture of wonder at the answer.