Such a fantastic restaurant. We we‘re here on Christmas yesterday and had a super delicious meal. We had burrata, calamari, lasagne and the best ravioli I‘ve had in a long time. The service was super. They were so friendly and made a good job. They just do it with passion. And the interior is super comfy. I can just recommend to try this restaurant out (especially the ravioli).

After my best friend/roommate/USC basketball superstar got DUMPED, he hadn't stepped outside our apartment for 7 days straight. He normally gets a haircut every 3 days, so after he skipped the 2nd one of the week, I really began to worry. After a long week of hearing Drake's "Tried Our Best" on loop faintly coming from his room, I knew I had to get him outside. I thought dragging him to his favorite restaurant would be the first step in curing his crippling depression and stop our apartment from flooding with tears of what could have been. I also couldn't listen to "Tried Our Best" anymore. I recommended we go to Giano, as I knew he and his ex hadn't been there so it was a safe space and no PTSD would occur: "What if we go to Giano, Big Bro? We haven't been in forever!" ... For the first time in a week, I saw his ears perk up a bit and saw some semblance of his soul begin to re-enter his light brown eyes. "Uhmmmm, yeah. I could do that, Lil Cuzzo." After dragging his feet like a little kid mad at his mom for 4 blocks, we arrived at the promised land. We walked into the small but cozy Italian interior with no reservation. It was PACKED. "No reservation?" the host asked in a thick Northern Italian accent. My voice said "No res, no worries if we can't get I know it's a big ask" but my eyes were screaming "Please god just have a seat for us. We can't take another L this week..." She heard my eyes loud and clear, and we were seated immediately. Upon sitting down, I immediately ordered 2 bottles of Chianti which I know gives alcoholic tendencies, but I had to wean this man off the magnum handle of grey goose in any way possible and I wasn't going to let him drink alone and feel like there is not another single soul in the universe that is there for him. Plus red wine is good for you hehehehe :). He ordered the lasagna, and I of course ordered the tagliatelle alla bolognese because I'm a BEAST! He obviously didn't touch the bread that was served to start the meal off, as this man is semteem* lbs down from a week ago, but I was cool with that because it was straight HEAT. Few things like some fresh bread and olive oil. When his lasagna came, he just sat there staring at it like a sick Golden Retriever looking at its bowl of Pedigree Dog Food. After I was half way through my delicious bolognese, I saw his right paw, fork in hand, put enough pressure to FINALLY cut through his lasagna. He slices a big piece and finally takes a bite. I detailed earlier about how I saw his soul re-enter his body a bit when I mentioned Giano, but this bite really brought my brotha BACK! It must have been what Jesus felt when he saw his boy Lazarus come back to life after being dead for 4 days. Not saying I'm Jesus but..... tendencies........ He HOUSED that thing. I legit had only seen this man eat the Jayson Tatum Ruffles all week, so him eating this whole piece of lasagna was damn near a miracle. Giano is really like that. After cleaning his plate, he whips out his phone, furiously types something and says "I just hit my barber I need to get a mf cut it's been a minute!" THIS GIANO LASAGNA BROUGHT MY BOY BACK TO LIFE! THANK YOU GIANO! GIANO LASAGNA THE HEARTBREAK CURE! IG @jnov_ Tiktok @jnov__ *semteem = 17*