Don't get this restaurant confused with the wooden puppet whose nose grew every time he told a porky – the translation of Piccolino is 'little one'. Although similarly wooden, this place is a cut above the rest. The pride of this restaurant is its fresh produce; no defrosted dough here. Everything, even down to the mouth-watering desserts, are made fresh on site by a tight-knit team of chefs. Our advice is to get your teeth into their seafood which is fresh in every day. No lies. No excuses.