As New Yorkers, we are trained to be rude, inconsiderate, and untrusting of just about everyone. But, of course, we expect everyone to be polite and considerate to us. So when someone is nasty, we’re foolishly surprised. But, there is one place in New York that we not only accept rudeness, we have learned to expect it, and that my dear friends, is Bar Pitti.
Bar Pitti is the more casual, next-door neighbor to Da Silvano. The sidewalk, and restaurant, is littered with artists, bankers, and celebs anxiously waiting for a table. But, if you expect any sympathy from the host you are sadly mistaken. You can wait and wait and wait for a table until you are blue in the face, but will that earn you any respect? Of course not! No matter what you do or who you are, you will get an attitude from the waiter. Sorry Charlie.
Expectations are everything. You have to know what you are getting yourself into. Bar Pitti is not about service, it’s about good food. So, if you go with that mindset, you will not be disappointed. The Pappardelle Alla Fiesolana is a plate of heavenly goodness. These large flat noodles are covered in tomatoes, cream and bacon. Yes, please! Plus, they are homemade. The difference between homemade pasta and the pasta from a box is like the difference between fine Italian leather and well, not real leather; the homemade stuff is just better. Sometimes the simplest of dishes are the best, so don’t overlook the Penne Strascicate, covered in a hearty yet light meat sauce, that’s as baffling as it is delicious. Bar Pitti is great spot not only for dinner, but for brunch as well. Just don’t order the Rose, unless of course you are hoping to get something resembling cranberry juice.
268 6th Ave
New York, NY