15/03/2025: So here the review is tough.
Let's start with the owner, Mrs. Ada is in all respects the owner of the place.. in every sense. In the tavern there is only her who does everything: cooks and serves at the tables. The place is very small and the atmosphere is very, very homely and informal. At the same time it is also hilarious, based on the old customs of the past, where everyone talks and laughs together, in fact it can happen to know the diners during dinner. Obviously it is Ada who decides what to make you eat, consider the written menus as a beauty or decoration of the place. What is certain is that whatever she will offer you will have been made by her and I assure you that Ada is an excellent cook capable of representing the traditional Emilian cuisine at its best. If this were not enough, the lady shows strong theatrical skills that make her able to entertain the guests with real performances based on joviality and irreverence that, at times, seem to border on rudeness but I assure you that in her heart they never are. So if you know how to take her and if you know how to adapt, laughter is guaranteed, also because she is good at involving all the guests a bit who, by conformity of the place, are never more than fifteen to exaggerate, and finding themselves physically seated close together it happens that they start talking and joking among themselves. Then a lot depends on whether you find her having a good evening or not. Now, having made these necessary premises, there is no point in going if you expect a radical chic, silent and elegant place. The spirit of the place is not this, Ada does not change and will never change. Take it or leave it. Of course, as mentioned above, if Ada is having her day the evening will certainly be unforgettable but, if she is not, well it will still be... unforgettable... the choice is yours.
04/03/2025: Ada, what a special woman! His cuisine and his mood make the environment unique!!
Every time I find myself passing through Modena, I'll stop by and say hello!
Thank you,
Anthony