Mazara Trattoria

Where KINDRED brings vegan orthodoxy with technical plating, Curryosity mashes bar culture with Indian cooking, and Harland refuses to pick a lane entirely, Mazara stays in its lane unapologetically: family-run Italian with a deli counter, mural-covered walls, and BBQ chicken pizza that regulars order by name. This isn't farm-to-table or regional-Italian-by-way-of-culinary-school. It's the kind of trattoria where stuffed shells show up at private events, the antipasto salad is a standing order, and the owner's wife still works the room.

The deli counter runs parallel to the dining room, which means you can grab a sandwich at lunch or sit down for pizza at dinner without changing your expectations. The BBQ chicken pizza gets called out in reviews more than anything else—not because it's inventive, but because it's consistent. Same with the stuffed shells, which apparently travel well enough that locals request them for catered gatherings. The wine list skews toward easy-drinking reds and whites, nothing allocated or precious, priced to move.

Window seating along 30th Street is the spot if you're here for the walkabout people-watching. Parking's tight—there's a small back lot, but most regulars know to circle for street parking or walk from Grape Street. Service trends toward the kind of genuine warmth that shows up when the same family has been running the place for years: "thank you for coming, have a good night" on your way out, not scripted but meant.

The Sunday ritual here is different from Harland's coffee-to-beer progression—it's more about the slow lunch, the second glass of wine, the kind of meal where nobody's checking their phone. Prices stay neighborhood-friendly: reviews cite salad, pizza, and drinks coming in under $40 for two, which matters when you're eating here twice a month instead of twice a year.