

When you get off at the Haymarket stop on the T in Boston, cross the highway, and enter the “North End” of Boston, you can’t help but feel you have stepped into a whole new city, unique in its’ own architecture, ambiance, culture and of course, cuisine. Jenny Tumey told me the North End was a must, and she couldn’t have been more right. Of course, when you find an area which used to have just 4 restaurants and now have close to 100, you have to ask yourself if just choosing one will be adequate for your experience. The concierge passed me a list of restaurants on Hanover Street, “Taranta”, “Tresca”, “Piccolo Mido” and “Bricco”, don’t tell Mother (she thinks it was on the list), but I decided to window shop for our dining experience.
Piccola Venezia seemed to have all of the “old-world” charm that I was looking for in our dining experience. You can pick the posers in any city, the Hyman’s Seafood restaurants if you will that just scream tourist’s trap. I was looking for something different, a little more up Hanover Street. We passed on the 5 table seafood restaurant, because the line out the door seemed impatiently disagreeable with the weather. But fortunately, I happened to spot Piccola Venezia from across the street. The menu was fantastic, generous portions of Southern-Italian


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