FoodTyrant

The country trattoria that this part of the west-west side never seems to have (but exists for every other hood). Maybe you think neighborhood Italian is an old hat, but remembering the good ones is what makes all the difference. 

Malatesta's one of the good ones, and a place we inevitably linger, drink, pay in cash... and then linger even longer in the wood hewn room run by 30-something proper (aka actual) Italians. It's as casual, comfortable, and as solid as you'd want for a perfect neighborhood haunt. Think Max but better, think Frankies, think Nonna.

We always forget Malatesta's over here, and now we won't.

Piadina, pasta specials, sidewalk dining, lingering, chatting and people watching, large-group friendly