Sun-Thu, noon-11pm; Fri-Sat, noon-midnight
A, C, E at Canal St.
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Pepolino is the rapturous result of two self-effacing men who could make a killing teaching charm seminars at the Learning Annex. Enzo and Patrizio are veterans of Il Cibreo, the restaurant in Florence most likely to take your mind off David's butt. Go ahead. Hit them after your worst day. By the third spoonful of their joyously pleasing pappa al pomodoro, your bad mood doesn't stand a chance. In two snug rooms, you'll discover luxury in rustic pastas with veal ragù in red-wine-and-tomato sauce, or braised leeks and Parmesan cheese, or rolled rabbit stuffed with olives and carrots. Anywhere else, the main dining room would strike you as cramped, the upstairs one as forbidding as Siberia. Pepolino's mood is so welcoming, so inclusive, it's possible to imagine you're at a covered piazza not too far from the Arno. Now all you may be missing is a man with a great butt.Recommended Dishes
Maltagliati al ragu de vitella, $21; spaghetti al porri, $19