The readers' reviews on the Washington Post site annoy the fool out of me. But criticisms of Al Tiramisu piss me off. For years now, I've been getting there once a year or so and I have never had anything less than a brilliant experience. Last night was the same. Even though it was a Saturday, I gambled that I could at least get a seat at the bar -- which I did. And they were gracious and friendly and the food was magnificent. Yes, it's expensive. If that's a problem for you, DON'T GO! But I cannot fathom people who complain about the service. From my very first visit there, where the waiter gave me a table with a little more light because he saw that I'd be reading and writing, to last night, when the hostess joked with me that I'd had those same sardines on my previous visit (which I had -- but that's a year ago!) and Luigi came over to visit for a bit, I have never felt anything less than being in a place that was a pretty good substitute for being at home.