In the dog eat dog restaurant game, it is fitting to liken an eatery’s longevity to that of canine years to human. If an establishment makes it to three years, it equates to a 21st celebration. Half a dozen sees it in its fabulous forties. Therefore in doggy defined years, Scoozi is a pooch pushing daises. For shy of two decades it has rounded tummies with comforting Italian fare. The years have subtly overtaken its original modernity of décor, but this does not appear to pose a problem for all involved. Bottoms on seats for breakfast through to packed houses at night, show life yet in this old dawg. If an Italian breed, Scoozi would be a Bichon Bolognese – willing, easy going, and enjoyer of peoples’ company.
Basic pastas and risotto are mixed with seafood, continental meats, stylish vegetable combinations and a slow cooked veal ragu, served with tomato, olive oil or cream based sauces. Pizza pundits worship the wood oven beauties here. The “willing” trait of Scoozi’s Bichon Bolognese persona lets you construct one of your own with choice of five ingredients. This proves difficult. Bocconcini, pecorino, fetta and manchego; pepperoni, salami and prosciutto; smoked salmon, anchovies, prawns, octopus and calamari; roasted garlic, capers, spring onion, fresh basil and rocket. Best you invite your table fellows to jump on the pizza bandwagon and fun can be had in sharing. Sly dog.