Post–Super Bowl Monday.
Always tough.
The fact you even made it to work today could be considered a cause for celebration.
So let’s just agree that it is. We’re thinking the North End. Tonight.
Get a table by a window at Aria Trattoria, your new second-floor sliver of Italy for Abruzzese-style pork and housemade pasta, now open on Hanover Street.
Rising up in the old Marco space—and brought to you by a seasoned North End restaurant vet who spent years running Tresca down the street—this is a 48-seat charmer straight out of Italian date-spot central casting. Think: white tablecloths, vintage-y mirrors, exposed brick and the occasional wood door you’d expect to find on a castle (or an Italian restaurant).
So imagine it: you’ve secured a two-top by the windows overlooking Hanover Street. You’ll settle in with a bottle of red from the 300-plus wine list (note: ask for something from the owner’s personal collection from the ’70s). Then, you’ll move on to 14-ounce milk-fed veal chops and Ravioli con Fungi (handmade oyster mushroom ravioli, truffled mascarpone, grilled escarole). All while unleashing your “So there I was cliff diving in Chile”–style getting-to-know-you tales.
For now, leave the entire year of 2005 off the record.
Always tough.
The fact you even made it to work today could be considered a cause for celebration.
So let’s just agree that it is. We’re thinking the North End. Tonight.
Get a table by a window at Aria Trattoria, your new second-floor sliver of Italy for Abruzzese-style pork and housemade pasta, now open on Hanover Street.
Rising up in the old Marco space—and brought to you by a seasoned North End restaurant vet who spent years running Tresca down the street—this is a 48-seat charmer straight out of Italian date-spot central casting. Think: white tablecloths, vintage-y mirrors, exposed brick and the occasional wood door you’d expect to find on a castle (or an Italian restaurant).
So imagine it: you’ve secured a two-top by the windows overlooking Hanover Street. You’ll settle in with a bottle of red from the 300-plus wine list (note: ask for something from the owner’s personal collection from the ’70s). Then, you’ll move on to 14-ounce milk-fed veal chops and Ravioli con Fungi (handmade oyster mushroom ravioli, truffled mascarpone, grilled escarole). All while unleashing your “So there I was cliff diving in Chile”–style getting-to-know-you tales.
For now, leave the entire year of 2005 off the record.
