Sundays at Nana's house were special days. They began when we entered Nana's house and the smell of the 'gravy' simmering on the stove would greet us at the door. Nana would fly out of the kitchen to pinch our cheeks and lead us to the table full of food saying "mangia, mangia".
Since 2000, when we opened the doors to this neighborhood trattoria, Bella Monica has become an extension of Nana's table.
So please, enjoy our food and the company you share.
Corbett & Julie Monica