A local woman, within a hole-in-the-wall shop, told us about this place and my wife - on crutches- was keen to walk down the steps to get there. A cold, damp January evening, not surprisingly we were the only ones there, just the way we like it. We are ex hoteliers and restaurateurs and like to avoid the tourists' places so we can eat truly local food.
The welcome was warm and genuine and we made to feel at home. The food and wine were both good, and the prices showed value for money.
We had parked our car in a park above and behind the Basilica, and had walked down through the gloom to get to the Oratory and Chapel. How on earth were we going to find our car? Filled with religious fervour my wife "raced" down to light candles but climbing back to the car - if we could find it - would be a trudge. Our gracious host drove us around a number of car parks until he found our car.
As innkeepers our motto was: Real Ale, Real Food, Real Hospitality and we found it At Restaurante Santa Rita