Manly Italian Restaurant

What to do after a heart-​breaking ANZAC Day 2-​Up loss?
When you’re drunk, sore, tired, hungry, have beer on your shoes and in your hair and smell like a heady mix of brewery sludge and quiet desperation?
Head to Many Italian, where you can lick your wounds in the comfort of dim lighting — no ugly surprises here, friends! — and order up colossal steaming plates of cockle-​warming pasta.
Warning: Manly Italians are literal people. If you declare yourself a chilli fiend and ask them to spice up your Arrabiata like no Arrabiata has been spiced before in all of recorded history, they will take you at your word and still be good enough to bring you napkins to stem the flow of chilli tears while not looking you in the eye, both cognizant and respectful of your unmanly shame.