The quintessential old school Italian restaurant that satisfies on a Sunday or anyday. The dining room fills up with a few parties and it is a happy time with families and couples. Garlic bread on the table. Warmed bread and butter. Sunday means Sunday gravy and it is special filled with pork ribs, veal braciole, potatoes and a meatball. The great sauce with flecks of tomato tastes the same as when I was a little girl. The grilled pork with sweet peppers provides a perfect counterbalance to the juicy meat. They do it right here as they have since the 1930's. Valet Parking.
Native New Yorker, girl about town and culture vulture. Five borough foodie who will travel to the edge of another borough for that one boom bangin' meal. Finding those special places is my specialty. I dish urban adventures. Can despign custom food tours for visitors and locals alike, My brief stint at WOR with Joan Hamburg was an inspiration to start blogging. Franny has a penchant for all things NY urban glam.