1. The Medi­ter­ranean Ware­house in New­town has under­gone some renov­a­tions tak­ing out the wall sep­ar­at­ing the pizzer­ia from the ware­house, so now there’s an exten­ded deli counter and you dine among the shelves. The price of an indi­vidu­al pizza may have gradu­ally increased $4 over the past couple’o years but now you can get a bowl of (microwaved) pasta topped freshly with Parmes­an & roc­quette for $6.50, and that’s a pretty good lunch. Espe­cially if you add in some gelato too.

Gnocch gnocch. Who’s there? Deli­cious­ness.

2. If per­haps you’re look­ing to get your Wel­ling­ton on a Plate din­ner menu on, and you think you’ll give Lager­field anoth­er try after the last abom­in­a­tion, but it turns out when you finally get someone to acknow­ledge you that they’re all booked up, and Bettys [sic] is closed, you should go to Fra­telli. Admit­tedly, their WOP menu is $70 (it includes wine), but they also offer a Fra­telli Feast on Tues­days for $35. It’s car­b­a­li­ciously fant­ast­ic. Tonight we enjoyed the choice of flat­bread and olives or mar­gar­ita pizza from their wood-fired oven, then light & puffy gnoc­chi in mars­ala & gor­gonzola sauce topped with radic­chio, fen­nel and roc­quette (my friend had a mush­room risotto which was one of the nicest I’ve ever tried), and then the best tiram­isu in town, rich in orange liqueur (or Bailey’s & praline gelato). Pair that with a bottle of San­giovese for $43 and some lovely ser­vice, and you’ve got a bloody good even­ing.