Piccolina

Cynthia Creighton-Jones 2 months ago

Decided to pop in for lunch sans a reservation, and luckily we were seated at the counter. We had a lovely view of the street so could people watch. We had heard the sandwiches were ginormous, so we shared the Rossi. Thank goodness we did! I took some of my half home! Loaded with meats, loved the pistachio on top, but could have done with a little more lemon vinaigrette - did not need the moisture but needed a little more acid. I had a glass of their red sparkling and hubs had a glass of the prosecco. Both were delicious. Service was on point, and they were BUSY! We shall definitely go back again..

Dominick Varsalone 2 months ago

The only thing I can say is I wish I could give this gem more than 5 🌟 stars. My friend took me to lunch today. The food was perfect. Large portions so go hungry and save room for 🍨 dessert. Fantastic. The atmosphere is beautiful and located in the midst of many art galleries. What could be better than that. Perhaps the only thing better was our server Domenica. She had just a few extra minutes to chat with us and when I left I felt like I became part of a restaurant family. Make reservations. Because it is always packed for lunch. The do dinner only 2 days a week with a fixed menu. I'm Italian, I thought my grandmother was somehow in the kitchen. Magnificent.! Thank you everyone. That chocolate dessert worth every calorie.

Samantha Ferrer 5 months ago

The level of pure excellence this place is unmatched. From the wonderful PREFIX menu which is so filling, soft, light, but savory. Checks all of my boxes. The ambiance is amazing, small but perfect. The desserts were the best chocolate cake and canolis in the city. Please for the love of all that is holy dont skip this place. The service from Connor and Dominique were superb. Owners Elana and Nathan are gems.

Ike Hasson 6 months ago

Well well well. Nothing like a very pleasant surprise to round off a perfect trip. We stumbled across this very quaint establishment run by welcoming team. Upon entry I saw a guest that was tucking into something and I saw on his face that he was touching heaven. I said I need that. Well folks I have eaten in many places in this world. I have yet to find any sandwich that cone anywhere close to what I myself tucked in. See my pictures. The kitchen team and front desk were extremely courteous. This is expected in Asheville , unlike Miami from which I arrived from. All I can say it’s worth it a thousand times.

The Asheville Googlist 8 months ago

Piccolina, meaning “small one” in Italian, was named for the intimate and charming space in which it dwells. As I entered, semi-famished, I was greeted promptly and seated at a street-facing bar bathed in warm light and enlivened by the wondrous aromas taking flight from the nearby galley window. - Mind you, I consume kale only because I feel obliged to do so. But if one must eat this glamour-challenged garden step-child, the salad here, garnished thoughtfully with pistachios and plump sultanas as well as rich Parmigiano Reggiano and a delightful roasted garlic crumb, can pay one’s debt to healthy living in a most agreeable way. - The pillowy moz and crispy-chewy crust of my margherita pizza were on point. But the standout was the sauce. This sauce, oh my. You could frolic among the vines in San Marzano, the blunted cone of Mt. Vesuvius in the distance, a zephyr from the Sea of Naples whispering through your hair, and you could pick a sun-ripened, ruby-red tomato from one of those vines, and take a lusty bite of it, and the taste would be no fresher, no more vibrant, than the flavor of this sauce. - Piccolina — small space, big experience.