Through the peeping-tom magic of spying through the window, it looks like the spot is nearly ready to go. Tables and chairs are set up, and there is a small wait station or open kitchen at the back of the dining room, which looks to seat about 25 people.
Meanwhile, we still don’t know what the deal is. The owner told us he’d be getting back to us right before he opens, so hopefully we’ll have some more details to share soon. The rumors around the neighborhood was that it was to be an Argentinian breakfast place. But we’re starting to have our doubts about that.
For one, the word predella comes from the Italian word for footrest or altar step, and from Renaissance art, it is the “the base of an altarpiece; especially : one containing decorated panels depicting scenes related to the main panel or panels” (thank you, Merriam Webster). There were a lot of Italians in Argentina, though.
But also, what exactly would an Argentinian breakfast place be? Come to think of it, it would be kind of cool for Predella to turn out to be that just so we can find out what that is.