451 King St. Downtown
Drinking wine from little bistro glasses has its charms. It feels very Euro. And in Monza, where everything is Italian, getting a decanter of the house red plopped on the table with little juice glasses just speaks to our inner Eurailer. Go ahead, order the house wine, pair it with your favorite pizza, and kick back to spend a couple of hours whiling away the afternoon. Then head home for a nap. Tell your boss you were sick (sick with envy of the Italian way!).