A rather unusual experience with the two waiters at the end of September, let me explain: When we arrived, we were shown three different tables; clearly, the orders between the two servers were contradictory. Then came the moment to order, and we waited a long time... Finally, my burger arrived, yay! I'd barely been served when one of the two guys came over, grabbed my plate (I'd already smacked it with a couple of fries), and said, "This isn't for you, sir." Before I could even say "whoosh," the plate was gone to another customer! Pipo and Molo seemed completely disoriented, one staring intently at the wine labels on the menu (reading difficulties) while his colleague struggled to manage everything, seemingly on his own. Otherwise, it was still worth it; kudos to the chef, the burger was very good!