Vecchia Trattoria da Totò — Restaurant in Palermo

If you are unfortunate enough to have an elderly relative who has the timerity to spend their latter years, urine soaked, in an old folks home, you'll know how loved they feel after a visit to Da Toto. Now, you're suspecting we're the type who write a damning review because our napkin was folded in the shape of an albatross when we were expecting a swan, but believe me, we're happy with eating rustic. I had a spleen sarnie for breakfast for God's sake. I was not phased at all when the napkin was launched at us after our meal arrived after about an hour without cutlery. Unfortunately we had the gall to keep the lads up, we suspect and probably deserved what we got. The fact that they ran out of red wine was forgiven, the fact that they sat to eat, leaving the beer I'd ordered temptingly sat chilling in the fridge laughed (by now somewhat maniacally) off and the arrival of the food welcomed with all of the warmth that it, unfortunately, lacked. We ate with gusto, and the aforementioned cutlery, until our hunger, and the food, was largely gone. The bill arrived remarkably quickly, given the rest of the service, and all was well with the world. The only gnawing at our gut was the question of the fact that the bill didn't, wholly, seem to match the prices on the delightful hand written rustic menu. You would be forgiven for thinking that we have nothing good to say, but you'd be wrong. It opens on Monday where many places, but to our embarrassment, not all are closed. Give it a try and reflect how old old uncle David feels, then make up your mind to hold your nose and pay...

Awful service from the start, waiter was rude and basically said hurry up and tell me what you want. Ordered and was told a sharp no it's finished, when I asked what was left he pointed aggressively and walked off. We then ordered 3 dishes and wine. The wine and water took another 15 mins to arrive whilst said waiter was chatting to everybody in front of us. The mussels arrived and were dry as hell. The next 2 dishes arrived 40 minutes later, during which time the waiter was rude to other people around. Whilst all this was happening 2 bars were playing competing music, it felt like some sort of Japanese torture. The seafood pasta finally arrived and was edible, then the fried calamari and prawns turned up. Fried within an inch of their life, like eating a JCB tyre. Sent them back and ordered the bill. As we did this the 2 sets of people around us did exactly the same. My advice steer clear of this place. The waiter with the glasses was a nice guy, the other...

Really bad experience. This restaurant had amazing reviews on Google but myself and my partner were disappointed from the beginning. The waiter (not the one with glasses) was so rude and abrupt and smoking whilst serving. He dumped our wine, food and glasses with no tact onto the table. We waited over an hour for our mains and when he went to serve it, he had to question the customers what they had ordered. There were customers with children waiting and others with no light on their table that they had to use the light from their phones to see what they were eating. The famous Vucciria market was not a market and the square had turned it into a mess where two sets of unnecessary loud music were playing ontop of each other. I had a headache in the end from the awful music and was shocked by the bad food and...