Peter D.
Yelp
This is my new favorite place in Brooklyn. This tiny side street shop is simultaneously:
1. As New York as anything can possibly be. It's a hole in the wall that does one thing (pasta), and does it better than I can imagine it being done anywhere else.
2. The antithesis of our high-speed, on-demand city. Once you walk in the door, you're no longer in the perpetual hurry that defines our lives. And if you are, you better slow down and relax, because you're killing my vibe, man.
There's a board to the left of the counter that lists the pasta of the day. If you want spaghetto, Antonio will take out a pound of dough, and carefully roll it out, fold it up, roll it some more, and feed it through his pasta machine. There is no urgency, just a calm and deliberate display of skill. No wasted motions, just precision and practiced expertise.
After the pasta has been floured and carefully placed into a box, Antonio will write specific instructions on the box. The spaghetto should be cooked that same night, for eighty seconds. Not a minute. Not a minute and a half. Eighty seconds. Pair it with the fresh jarred pesto in the mini fridge, or anything you'd like, and you will have happiness in a bowl.
In this frantic city, it's soothing to watch this gentleman work. It will take a couple minutes longer than throwing a box of pasta into a grocery cart, and it will cost a few dollars more than you're used to paying, but the product is well worth the wait and the price.
Because this is as good as pasta gets.