Sage, formerly of the North End, now of the South End, doesn't seem like the best spot for cheap eats. Pastas hover around the $20 mark, and entrees run between $20 and $35. But between the hours of 5:00pm and 7:30pm on Monday through Friday, only $10 will buy you a heap of food in the form of delicious little bar bites.
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Last week this Bostonist had the pleasure of attending the grand re-opening for Spiga, a wonderful taste of the North End in Needham. Spiga really touts two separate menus: a lunch menu, filled with delightfully simple paninis and delicious wood-oven grilled pizzas; and a dinner menu featuring more complex fare, like the wonderfully rich spinach and ricotta ravioli in an intense duck ragu. Last week’s grand re-opening festivities featured items from both the lunch and dinner selections.
You could eat at Bottega Fiorentina every day for weeks and never have the same thing twice. There are five specials a day (like Tuesday's lasagna with meat and bechamel or Friday's pumpkin tortellini in a butter sage sauce), plus a made-to-order option with your choice of pasta and sauce. The penne with Fedora sauce (tomato, red pepper, garlic, rosemary, and cream), pictured above, is both sweet and spicy, and the pasta is cooked to a perfect al dente. The majority of the pasta dishes are under $10 and are available for dine-in or take-out.
Our own Dante Alighieri Society hasn't reported on it, but Italy's Societa Dante Alighieri has declared several English words ugly. Among the Italians' least favorite words are weekend, welfare, OK, briefing, mission, know how, shampoo, and cool. Many of these words have been adopted by Italians, and the Society sees English as corrupting the beauty of the Italian language. Just wait until they hear these words spoken in a Boston accent.
Basta Pasta doesn't look all that different from any of the hundreds of pizza shops around the Boston area: the menu board hanging over the counter, shakers of parmesan and red pepper flakes on the tables, uncomfortable benches, and stock photos of subs and greasy pizza in the takeout menu. But take a closer look at the menu, and it becomes clear that Basta Pasta is unlike its competitors.
What does one get a missing mobster on the anniversary of his vanishing? A Hallmark card? One that says, "Thanks for leaving"?
The T announced that it is going to order 10 more of the infamous Breda cars for the Green Line. We wondered why the T would order more cars that don't work. The T's problems with Italian company AnsaldoBreda go waaay back: The Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority signed a $222 million contract in 1995 with an Italian company now known as AnsaldoBreda to provide the trains. The company was supposed to deliver 100 "Breda" cars,...
--A Worcester doctor found himself in an awkward position when he was caught soliciting a hooker who turned out to be a cop. Dr. Peter Rice said he was "gathering information" for his research, which sounds like the lamest excuse ever. As outlandish as it sounds, we looked it up, and Dr. Rice really does study infectious diseases at UMass Memorial. We are also endlessly amused that the entire incident took place on--ahem--Tainter Street. As...
Nostalghia 11.00am, Saturday, November 10 Brattle Theatre 40 Brattle Street, Harvard Square, Cambridge Free Sparsely attended and overlooked by the media, the Brattle Theatre's monthly "Elements of Cinema" series must be the most unsung ongoing act of cultural good will in Cambridge. Since June, the Brattle has offered a free crash course in the history of cinema -- one classic film shown every second Saturday morning. Past screenings have included Citizen Kane, The 400 Blows,...
BulgerMania seems to have broken out in Italy because police are seeing Whitey Bulger and his girlfriend everywhere. Even if you don't look like Whitey Bulger but happen to be an old white guy, do not go to Italy. The FBI posted an image and video of a distinguished-looking white couple strolling through Italy. And, what do you know, distinguished-looking white guys who don't even look like Bulger are getting hassled. Earlier this month, poor...
…maybe because he is your average elderly tourist! Back when the FBI was posting pictures of an old white guy on its website because they thought it was Whitey Bulger, Bostonist wrote, "The particular pair in the photo look like any other upper-class retired couple looking for a European wine-tasting. If it isn't Whitey Bulger, then the retired couple mistaken for Bulger and Grieg are in for quite a surprise." And guess what? An old...
The North End hosted the Fisherman's Feast this past weekend in honor of Madonna del Soccorso di Sciacca. This year's event, Boston's oldest continuous Italian festival (97 years and counting!), featured the usual suspects: tons of tourists, tons of ducks, various carnival games, and food. So much food.
The Italian festival runs the rest of the day, Saturday, July 21, in Central Square in East Boston. The sausage-eating contest starts at 6:00 pm, and Frank Stallone performs at 7:30. Visit Italia Unita's website for the full schedule. East Boston is holding its Italian festival today. The experience will include a competitive-eating contest starring sausage, and the headliner is a Stallone - not Sly, but Frank. Regarding the sausage, this isn't some namby-pamby...
The retrospective of Charles Burnett's movies starts tonight at the MFA's Remis Auditorium with Killer of Sheep. The movie screens at 8:15 tonight. For a full schedule of the retrospective, which runs through June 17, go to the MFA's website. Killer of Sheep is one of the first 50 movies to be chosen for the Library of Congress' National Film Registry. It's also one of the 100 Essential Films according to the National Society of...
You'd think no one got anyone pregnant by accident before. But speculation about Tom Brady's baby is getting as big as the bump on baby mama Bridget Moynahan's body. First came the politicians, then came the nonnis. Yes, psychics. The Herald consulted Italian grandparents to see if they thought Brady would have a boy or a girl. This means that a crew of grandmas were staring hard at the shape of Bridget Moynahan's baby bump....
This year will be the first ever wine event at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum. A Spring Serata (serata is Italian for "evening" but sounds way fancier in Italian than English) will take place on June 7th at the ISGM. They're setting up tasting stations all over the museum for the grassy, floral, and mineral wines – don't ask us what that means, ask them: A Spring Serata also puts a unique, creative twist on...
Zombie will screen at 7:30, and Torso will screen at 5:30 and 9:30 on Thursday, May 10, at the Brattle. We'll be spotlighting a few movies from the series, but you can see the full schedule here. The Brattle is kicking off its Grindhouse series in honor of the Quentin Tarantino / Robert Rodriguez movie. They've put together a collection of some freak-flick standards, such as Escape From New York, The Thing, The Hills Have...
The brouhaha over Curt Schilling's sock is heating up. We're still waiting for the man himself to chime in, but Baltimore broadcaster Gary Thorne, suggesting that Curt painted on fake blood, has really gotten the Sox to circle the wagons. Dr. Bill Morgan performed the procedure, which fixed up Schill's ankle with toothpaste, popsicle sticks and duct tape, and said that he is utterly convinced that the blood was real. Doug Mirabelli, who, being Italian...
Wasn't "Green 17" the Celtics' marketing slogan a few years ago? This might have been in the years before "This Train Is Bound For Glory" and after "Who Needs a Slogan? We're Actually A Good Team". But when they were pitching "Green 17", they weren't reminiscing about Hondo (right), they were telling us #17 was around the corner. Here, we thought they meant BANNER #17. But now we have to face the fact that...
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If you're not into traveling all the way to the Tweeter Center for Journey and Def Leopard, check out this week's picks. Even if you are into heading down to the big name act's show you'll need something to do the rest of the week. There's no joking about it this week. Fall is here. By the time the weekend hits it's time to break out the cider and make some pumpkin pie. We're saving that for Sunday, however, the rest of the week is for music.
After a sparse, lackadaisical August, the fall semester has arrived with a frenzied syllabus of film screenings: a slew of new documentaries, our favorite Terry Gilliam movies, a notoriously disorganized film festival, and a guest lecture from Bruce Campbell, chainsaw-wielder emeritus. Thursday 9/7 Four Eyed Monsters Two pale, artsy Brooklynites met through online personals, maxed out seven credit cards to make a movie about it, moved back in with their parents in Massachusetts, and made...
The temperature heats up a little this week. There will be a bit more humidity in the air. But unlike last week we're not going to be engaged in the same mad-dash around the city every night to catch all the good music. This week we can take our pick, settle in with a pint, and catch the good tunes at a single venue. Fantastic line-ups mark this weeks picks. From the opening band...
Today's Globe ran a feature on the front page (!) about hot dogs. Not just hot dogs, but branded meat – specifically marketed to Patriots fans. We remember the day when we first saw a Fenway Frank package in the grocery store – you can be sure that Dad had them in the steamer that night. The first person we catch going up to the concession stand at Gillette and asking for a "Patriots Sack Attack Mild Italian Sausage" by name might just get a punch in the face. The premise of the marketing scheme seems valid: bratwurst, sausage, hot dogs all are grilled up when you're tailgating, and even at home when you're having people over to watch the game so why not stick a Flying Elvis on them to help move the meat off the supermarket shelves. Though we're not quite sure about the title of the Globe's article - "First and Ten, Grill one Again" - is this some sort of new meat eating game to replace our football drinking? If so, please tell us the rules. All told we may just stick with the Fenway Frank, even through the winter months, but have our Flutie Flakes for breakfast.
In a world where there's nothing to do but watch movies. In a city full of theaters, museums, and libraries. One moviegoer who can be in three places at once. This week's films are full of things Bostonist can't say no to (classic movies with classic martinis), things we couldn't stop if we tried (fate, modern architecture), and the purple chunk of the Venn diagram where those two categories overlap (zombies). Cocktails! Cary Grant! Friday...
In a world where there's nothing to do but watch movies. In a city full of theaters, museums, and libraries. One moviegoer who can be in three places at once. Friday 7/14 They Came Back (Les Revenants) The dead return by the thousands, but they're the French dead: their hunger is existential. (American and Italian zombies, with traditional brain-eating values, will return next weekend.) Museum of Fine Arts, Remis Auditorium 6 pm, $10 They Came...
While the world readies for the final match of the FIFA World Cup, Boston gets ready to watch it. The French and Italians will match up on Sunday afternoon – and everyone has an opinion on where the best place to watch the game will be. Mayor Menino has sanctioned a World Cup Party of sorts on City Hall Plaza this Sunday. A big screen broadcast of the match will have capacity to hold up...
Ah, the North End. The labyrinthine snarl of one-way streets, the perennial crowd at Mike’s Pastry, and the wafting aroma of espresso and garlic. On a cool June evening, what more could one ask for? Free parking, for one, but you take what you can get. The goal was simple: a nice, relaxing meal for two with wine and no wait for under a hundred dollars. After some 20 minutes of pounding the cobblestone, Bostonist...
When we live in such a city as ours, where the professional athletes are our celebrities, Bostonist finds ourselves fawning over the younger athletes (and their managers), of course. You all know our feelings about Tom Brady, but we also think quite highly of Sox manager Theo Epstein. Sure, he might have broken some young teenagers’ hearts when he reneged his offer to escort them to their senior prom…and he did toy with all of Red Sox Nation when he decided to walk away from the team as manager, only to come back months later in basically the same job he held previously. It seems that Theo is a bit of a heartbreaker, but this past week he’s decided to stop his Casanova ways and has decided to settle down with a Mrs. Epstein.