But really, those are tiny nits to pick. Bocca Lupo handily delivers what it promises: well-done, Italian-style bar food, simply presented and thoughtfully executed. The room, populated by gurgling babies and peripatetic tots during the day and grateful night owls till an astonishing-for-the-neighborhood 2 A.M. on weekends, is unfussily comfortable, and the service couldn’t be warmer. The smallest details, like the twine-tied napkins and the shapely, stemless glassware, seem as carefully considered as the extensive all-Italian wine list. There are even some choice beers for contrarian types. But you might want to stay away from cocktails like the gin and ginger with fresh-squeezed cucumber, an attempt at juice-bar–wine-bar synergy that doesn’t quite work.


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