Descending from the ceiling, a vintage tandem bicycle hangs suspended in time. It’s a fittingly whimsical introduction to Bizzarro Italian Cafe. Bizzarro isn’t just a restaurant; it’s a curated collection of oddities. It’s a place where an oversized dog statue might share a corner with an upside-down Christmas tree, all under the watchful gaze of gilt-framed portraits. Bizzarro has graced Wallingford with its unique presence since 1986. Originally an auto workshop, it was transformed by artist David Nast into this quirky haven. He did it on a shoestring budget, fueled by hard work and a vision of artistic culinary fusion. The result is a space that feels as timeless as the laminated tablecloths and as comforting as the free bread that arrives at your table. Bizzarro doesn’t do small plates. Here, every dish is a statement, a full-fledged appetizer or entrée, each served with a complimentary salad. This isn’t a place for sharing; it’s a place for savoring. Their menu boasts classics like the snap pea carbonara and the Sunday special of spaghetti and meatballs, a dish so popular it sometimes graces the menu on other nights. And if you’re feeling adventurous, the Elk Bolognese is a must-try. Picture this: tender wild Oregon elk simmered with fennel, thyme, peppers, and pork shoulder, all tossed with handmade pappardelle pasta. Bizzarro is more than just a restaurant; it’s a Seattle experience. It’s a place where you can find the best plates of pasta, served in a room that feels both familiar and fantastic. The ambiance is a conversation starter in itself, perfect for a first date or a gathering of old friends. And yes, there’s a story about a cell phone surcharge, a relic from a bygone era that adds to the restaurant’s legendary quirkiness. So, next time you’re in Wallingford, look for the unchanged awning of Bizzarro Italian Cafe. Step inside, grab a peppermint from the dish by the door, and prepare to be transported to a world where art, food, and conversation collide.
Queen Anne Boulevard
“A scenic loop,” they called it. Queen Anne Boulevard gracefully winds around the crest of Queen Anne Hill. It offers