
"When I step into this perpetually packed Italian spot in Greenwich Village I’m struck by small, deliberate details—the bronze horse head mounted on the wall across from the toilet that doubles as a bag hook, the 15th-century knocker on the front door, and even a Welsh meat locker the dining room was literally built around—all of which contribute to a dining room that transports you to an enveloping, homey-yet-escapist world where the city outside falls away and people happily debate which salad is the perfect salad." - Charlotte Druckman