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Wowser, I had no idea that Providence had so many Italians. Seriously, now I know why The Departed always refers to Providence. It was eye opening. I always though Providence, Hartford, and Boston were the epicenter of the wasp regime. Way off there. One general area, Federal hill, that had quite a concentration of red sauce Italian restaurants surrounding one minuscule, and historically significant fountain. Compared to the great cities of the world, the fountain was laughable, but it still had a charm all its own.
Anywho, this place is right around the corner, owned and operated by a gregarious Italian named Umberto and his chef wife. Umberto was nuts, shouting to cars slowly cruising by while explaining the specials to the ol' wifey wife and daughter entranced by stickers. I must say, it was about as authentic of Italian food I've had this side of the pond. No frills, simple ingredients, just straight up combinations of butter and salt and olive oil with subtle flavors to boot.
I wish I could tell you what I had, but the bottle of Barolo took over. It doesn't really matter as the quality was spot on and the menu changes constantly. I can say however, if you're in the neighborhood, this place is a must. It's got about ten seats though, so don't just walk up or you'll be stuck waiting by the sad fountain.
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