Like Eating at Nonna’s… If Nonna Had a Wine List This Good!

The Bottle Inn is the real deal, folks. Service? Bellissimo! These servers are busier than a Sunday dinner at Grandma’s, yet somehow they never miss a beat. We asked for more salad dressing, and before I could blink, it was on the table. Water refills? Constant. Bread basket? Always full — which, let’s be honest, is the true measure of any great Italian spot.

Speaking of bread… they start you off with a basket of warm garlic bread that will have you swearing you’ll only eat one piece. You won’t. You’ll eat them all. Don’t fight it.

We dove into the Caesar Salad — homemade dressing, crunchy garlic croutons, and yes, anchovies (don’t judge, Nonna says they’re good for you!). Then came the Insalata Rustica, piled high with everything from goat cheese to grilled corn to dates — it’s like a garden threw a party and everyone showed up.

For mains, the Linguini and Clams was perfectly garlicky, the Chicken Parm came out crispy and saucy like it’s supposed to, and the Scampi with garlic spinach and angel hair pasta had us twirling forks like we were in a 1950s movie.

Dessert? Forget it. The cheesecake and tiramisu were so good we considered unbuttoning our jeans. Add a cappuccino or iced latte and you’ll be singing “That’s Amore” all the way home.

We left full, happy, and plotting our next visit — because once you’ve eaten here, The Bottle Inn feels like family.