Mercato

I am obsessed with Italian food. I could eat pasta for every meal - if only carbs weren't so bad for you. The other day the BF asked me what my favorite pasta was and I replied, "Cavatelli, duh".
On the rare occasion that we venture out of our normal food ordering zone, and actually eat at a new restaurant, I make reservations at Italian places that serve my favorite pasta. That's how I found Mercato, located in Hells Kitchen.
While I enjoyed their cavatelli dish, I think the hits of the night were certainly the seafood pasta and ricotta fritters.
I dream of those fritters.


*Photographs taken by me.