

Patrons of Cucina di Pesce range from young to old, faithful to the comforts of contemporary Italian cuisine in a spacious, East Village setting unfettered by attempts to be too hip. There's no fusion and no foam, just a classic, comprehensive menu offering old favorites like shrimp scampi and fettucini primavera, and more contemporary concoctions such as pumpkin ravioli and fusilli sun-dried tomato. Selecting a bottle off the modest wine list (most bottles fall in the $20-40 range) is the perfect way to toast to a meal, especially in the vine-canopied backyard garden on a summer evening after work.







i find this kind of hilarious. I went there a few years ago, had a nice bowl of pasta. Mixed in was a dead cockroach. I complained to the waiter, he took the bowl away without an apology, came back 5 minutes later and said it was a sun-dried tomato, and that I would be getting my entree for free. I asked them to bring the bowl back out, they refused. I haven't been back since.
I've had great food and times there. It looks like they've spruced it up. Does anyone know if they still only have the one bathroom? I know it sounds awful but part of the fun used to be the social scene while waiting to get into the one unisex restroom.
more importantly, anyone know what kind of ivy they're trying to make an outdoor ceiling out of?
i went there once and my spinach fettucini tasted like a cardboard box. I had about three bites and never went back!
I ate there in 1990 and my waiter turned out to be a guy i knew from high school in Florida, which was weird.
I remember good food, cheap and 2.50 Heinekens.