Basso 56 boasts an array or wines, from the pleb placating to the cork dork seducing. Subterranean like a Ninja Turtle (they were Italian, weren't they?), Basso is intimate but not claustrophobic. The fare is well priced, neither breaking the bank nor drawing gastro misers. Try not to burn out too quickly on the vino, the fare is often compelling and should be tasted with reddish-hued tongue, rather than a wine-burnt one.