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Q2351TTianh5.0
Best Pizza ever, hot honey made me think but it was wonderful. Service, typical New York, but they actually do care. We had a 1/2 & 1/2 which, as recommended was plenty.
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isabellecV2957AQ5.0
I had an amazing dinner at Little Charli in the West Village last night! I hosted a birthday dinner for 14 people, and everything was perfect. The food was absolutely delicious, the service was excellent, and the manager, Asher, was incredibly accommodating. He truly made our party feel unique and special. I would highly recommend this place to anyone looking for a fun date night, a great dinner with friends, or even a more special celebration. Thank you, Little Charli! I'll definitely be back for that s'mores dessert pie!
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charlottekU6246YY5.0
Such a great spot. Food is 10/10, vibes are great. We got a margherita pizza to split with different toppings on each half and it was delish, Nutella pizza is also a must. Got served by Cara and Asher and they made the experience so fun. Def will go back
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notthehrlady5.0
If candlelight, cobblestones, and wood-fired meatballs had a baby… it would be Little Charli on Bleeker. This tucked-away gem isn’t just one of my favorite restaurants in New York... it’s a core memory now for me and my five kids. As a keynote speaker, leadership coach, CEO of Workcations and Not the HR Lady, and frequent traveler with my husband and our very full party of seven, I’ve had some standout meals. But this one was special. We got there late after seeing Vinny DePonto's Mindplay at the Greenwich House Theater (go, immediately, it's around the corner). The kids were buzzing from the performance, and we were walking that fine line between "inspired family moment" and "someone's going to have a meltdown if we don't eat again soon." Save the day: Little Charli's. The instant we were greeted by Asher Baron, we entered a hidden, glowing haven, where we were family now. Candelabra-lit tables, wood-burning aromas, and service staff that not only saw our pandemonium but embraced it as any gracious family would. It was raining, we were wet, and they new that we needed a carafe of chianti and their incredible focaccia. And then the meatballs came. These were meatballs that made you wonder about your life. Soft. Rich. Seasoned to perfection. We had two plates. More, maybe. I'm not saying there was a competition on the table, but factions were formed. The Neapolitan pizzas were as we hoped... crunchy crust, authentic flavor... reminding us of Nonna Mamoo back home. But then the s'mores pizza came. The Nutella, the marshmallow smash... on that incredible dough? Now listen. We're not even a s'mores family. We're "it's too messy" people. But this. THIS. was divine. Blackened crust, gooey chocolate nutella, toasted marshmallow, and a depth of adult refinement that made it not taste like a children's menu abomination. Orivella Salvatore, one of the owners, dropped by to visit from the kitchen and we actually lost Justin for a while while "Uncle Sal" showed him some things... He still won't tell me. Sal personally invited us to return for a pizza-making class. We weren't doing it this time (next time, Sal!), but the graciousness was such that we felt like we were being initiated into something bigger than dinner. We also learned there is a Little Charli's on Long Island and when we visit The Hamptons this summer, its on our list! PS: Sal also owns a restaurant near us in Dallas! Road trip! The service? Utterly professional. Our serving staff were sweet, efficient, funny, and completely unphased by the five-kid clown party we arrived as. This isn’t a “family restaurant” by branding, but it is by heart. And you should take yours. If you’re in NYC, go to Little Charli’s. Order the meatballs. Order the s’mores pizza. Order The Godfather if you have a foodie crew. Don’t ask questions. Just trust me.
