When life floats you a softball, don't hesitate to crush it out of the park, because you never know when a fastball to the head will derail you. Just ask Brady Anderson. Wait, what do you mean he didn't get hit in the head!? Lunging at an opportunity they just had to take, the team behind Exile...on Main St! An informally menu'd and later hour'd sibling to the ever-popular Meeting House, Exile's taken over the space briefly occupied by Mezza Luna AMA and turned up the heat with counter dining that overlooks the wood-burning oven, a metal-topped industrial bar sitting beneath signs from London's E3 and N97 bus route, and an intimate dining room closed off by curtains draped between two Roman columns, though considering you're about to desecrate your own temple, isn't that Ionic? Tapas're the main attraction, with 25+ offerings including duck confit w/ favas & pecorino, lemon oiled fluke/tuna crudo, Basque-style wings w/ manchego, balls from lamb to risotto, and charcuterie from spicy heirloom pork salami to an Iowan lardo with "40% less fat and 3 times the protein of butter", a boast also frequently made by Kim Kardashian. There's also a slate of thin crust options like Spicy Sopressata, Speck & Artichoke, and a flatbread w/ sheep's ricotta, plus pastas from "guitar string" chittara w/ pesto, to crab-based Linguini Granchio, to buccatini amatriciana, a dish traditionally made w/ guanciale but occasionally done with pancetta for those put off by the former's cheekiness. To wash it all down there're classic 'tails and a healthy mix of affordable international & domestic vino, some healthily marked down on a "Going, Going, Gone" menu, deals so good you can keep filling your your Loving Cup. Whammy!