Eatalist

You'll find yourself on South Methven Street watching dough tossed in the air through the open kitchen, the kind of place that doesn't need to shout about authenticity because it's just there. The wood-fired oven does the talking, cranking out pizzas with the kind of char and leopard spotting that makes Italians nod approvingly. It's the sort of spot where locals have claimed their favourite tables and the noise levels mean everyone's having a good time — close enough to feel buzzy but not so cramped you're eating someone else's elbow.