Not really authentic, indeed. I ate a Margherita pizza tonight at Bar Cento and was disappointed. For example, each piece featured a tiny piece of basil, perhaps a third of a leaf. The crust, while bubbly at the edges, was bland. Tomatoes, mealy at best. Don't get me wrong, I like Bar Cento. But come on, guys -- let's bulk up the pies a bit to justify a $12 Cleveland price tag.