OK, OK. My mum and some other family members wanted to go somewhere for her birthday. Not Asian. Easy Parking. Not somewhere we’ve been before. Not too fancy & expensive. Not Leichardt. Of course, I’m expected to come up with everything and I was like… Well, fark. I decided that maybe we would try Sud again. I knew they would like the ambiance, and I figured if we had another loudmouth fob Italian waiter, my mum would be tickled pink to prattle on to him in Italian, anyhow. We had a lovely waiter. We had lovely food. I loved the pizza. Yes, I finally had the pizza with anchovies and it was better than at Rosso Pomodoro.