Nearly every restaurant in the Arthur Avenue section of the Bronx has a legend attached to it. Amicis was where Joe Pesci used to work as a manager until the night De Niro and Scorsese showed up for dinner; Lee Iacocca used to dispatch his company jet from Detroit to pick up pizzas from Marios; and Dominicks is, of course, the place with no menus, prices, or private tables (youd just better hope they like you). But Pasquales Rigoletto, a relative newcomer in these parts (its been open thirteen years), has raised the already high bar with its simple, exceedingly fresh food. Such as: the linguini with calamari, scallops, and shrimp in white-wine sauce, the veal chop with mushrooms, a little plate of pecorino and bruschetta brought out right when you sit down. And if all those $12 pasta joints in Manhattan have ruined the idea of tirami su for you, Pasquales has got one thatll set you straight.