Last night, Kendrick and I were slogging our way home through the rain when we suddenly decided that we couldn’t go one step further without some pasta…and stopped into a totally random spot that we pass every single day of our lives, but have never before thought to try out: Tony’s Di Napoli.
I have no idea who patronizes this oddly sprawling restaurant, but people certainly do: by the time we finished our meal, around 7:30PM, the place was swimming. Tony’s is kind of confusing, to tell the truth – it’s bigger than your average Italian spot, has a lobster tank (?), and is staffed by a score of adorable, blonde, Montana-bred waiters (we asked). Basically, you feel like you could be dining absolutely anywhere in the United States…except for in NYC.
Not that that’s a bad thing: Kendrick and I split the Baked Ziti Napolitano (the pasta platters, about $19, serve 2-3) and a small house salad, and left more than full (and quite happy with the bill). We’re not talking gourmet, but on a cold, rainy night it’ll absolutely do.
