Hidden in a residential neighborhood (blink and you’ve passed it), it’s a labor of love by its owners, who frequently emerge from the kitchen to party with guests. There’s a good wine list plus a tiny stage hosting a roster of entertainment (‘70s karaoke one night, classical piano the next). Chicken Maxine blends pan-seared diced chicken with shallots, mushrooms, a Marsala wine cream sauce with penne pasta, but on Sundays at 7pm, I go for the Magical Mystery Meal Tour, when $25 buys three courses, plus a glass of wine, as long as you agree to let the chef serve you whatever inspires him that day. As you depart, a sign thanks you for helping “this little restaurant’s dreams come true.”