Trattoria Paganuzzi In San giorgio piacentino

Yesterday (Sunday) my boyfriend and I woke up very slowly. But I already had lunch half-baked. But no, we looked at each other and said...we already know it's going to be a very complicated week, and we'll definitely argue about it. Let's go to Betta's. At 1:40 PM we tried to get in touch with them. But obviously no one answered. They were packed, and there was a line of people trying to ask for a table...and they...they were amazing, trying to please everyone...those present...those looking for a seat...those who wanted to chat at the table...those who had to pay...everyone...no one excluded...trying to make Sunday as pleasant as possible for everyone despite the chaos (which for them I think you could call madness). We sat there in our little corner, trying to be as inconvenienced as possible. Local newspaper...phone...a chat...we knew we were sitting in a trattoria. At the very peak time Well Both us and the tables around us were served at the speed of light... absolutely unexpected speed... with kindness, cordiality, and irony... nothing was missing Let's not even talk about the deliciousness!!!! Inexplicable tortelli Shiny and out-of-this-world cured meats And everything along the lines Dear Betta and Marino (and the old guard to whom I take my hat) I think you're on the right track Thank you for allowing us to have lunch with you... and to be able to enjoy a real trattoria lunch This week will be tough anyway But...... Gianluca and Enrica