"Two Large Coffees, two small egg-spinach-bacon pizzas, please" In German, of course, but why show off? Still, it was first meal of the day and expectation were somewhere between guarded and hopeful. We were not disappointed -- my traveling companion, being from Brooklyn, declared the pizza among the best he's had outside the tri state area, and being a basic general foodie I have to agree. Thin, the right amount of chew and color, good flavor. Cheese & toppings were perfect measured, and the sauce was spot on without being watery or too sweet. Honestly, with frozen spinach (which worked in this context) as a topping this could easily have been a watery mess of disappointment, but the pies showed up hot, excellent, uncut and delicious. Coffee: Good. Solid drip, neither exceptional nor awful, good supporting role. The ice cream choices, however, will -hurt- you. There are FOUR different menus of ice cream and yogurt confections to tempt. No, not tempt... seduce. They -will- find your weakness and you -will- be enthralled. We ordered a Tiramisu lasagna. They take ice cream and turn it into Italian dishes here, using extruded vanilla ice cream for noodles and ladyfingers for layers. There's also a "Spaghetti-Ice" which looks like a plate of spaghetti with meat sauce until you realize the "sauce" is raspberry compote and the "noodles" the same extruded ice cream. It's a farce, a joke, an amusement and the Germans are grinning at you as you boggle at it. It arrives, seething mist from a frozen plate and laughing at you, kindly. And it's perfect. The ice cream is a custard based creation that dissolves under the spoon into a light, familiar texture of intense vanilla and creaminess and egg and milk-fat that coats the palette like a gentle hug before getting out of the way of the "sauce" that shows up espresso coffee -- not oversweet but far from bitter, with a hint of liquor to let you know they MEAN it. All this sits on a bed of frozen whipped cream that's never been happier to meet your mouth. Cash only, excellent value for the price (the meal with dessert was $28 Euro), and the staff were professional, precise and mostly German-Italians who spoke English well. read more

I really don't like the San Remo at all. It is true that they have OK ice cream that is somewhat in the style of Italy, but if you sit down it really isn't a pleasant place at all. Here is what happened. Tonight was one of the hottest nights of summer and a dinner of ice cream for me and salad for my friends sounded pleasant. Anyway, no place else was open. So we settled down at a table (outside) at the San Remo. It wasn't busy and there were a number of waitstaff around but no one was willing to even look at us. After 15 minutes or so of trying to get the attention of the waitstaff, we finally managed to make eye contact, and hot our order taken. What was serve: two not at all tasty salads, no vinegar and oil brought to the table. I was determined to like my ice cream so no complaints about that. Small complaints: no napkin, no questions about whether we ended anything. More attempts to avoid eye contact. At the end of the meal the waitress was induced to come by and do us the favor of accepting payment of the "meal". My friend pay with a $20 Euro bill. "Oh, sorry, I need to get change." The waitress disappeared. When she reappeared it was rushing by, dropping two Euros on the table and then rushing on, to the far end of the restaurant. A small problem: the correct change was not two Euros, but seven. On being confronted, a brief "oh sorry" and she was gone. In sum, bad service from start to finish, and, who knows, a little try to get a very handsome tip against the will of the customer? It is hard to be sure, but isn't that the point of this trick? It COULD be an accident, right? One thing is for sure, my future dealings with San Remo will be limited to the takeaway ice cream outside the restaurant. Visited July 2014 read more