
Forget the Jujubes. You have a better option.Photo: Melissa Hom
At the counter-service café, where colored-glass accordion doors open to reveal a handful of tables and a dining counter, Carbone skews Italian, serving bomboloni and frittata panini at breakfast, and then a lengthier list of small plates for lunch and dinner. Among them: a mint-dappled watermelon-and-ricotta salata salad; a platter of cured meats procured from top-notch American producers like Salumeria Biellese, Berkeley’s Fra’ Mani, and Iowa’s La Quercia; and the fried bologna tramezzino, an affectionate Americanization of the classic Italian mortadella sandwich. There’s fave e cicoria, the Puglian fava purée with sautéed dandelion greens, and a Ligurian-style flatbread stuffed with a mixture of crème fraîche, Greek yogurt, and ricotta. It’s wine-bar food, minus the wine (the license is forthcoming). For now, Brooklyn-roasted Gorilla coffee should suffice, and keep theatergoers alert till the curtain falls. —Rob Patronite and Robin Raisfeld
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