Monday, August 10, 2026

New York Italian Food People

 



La TAVOLA

ITALIAN-AMERICAN NEW YORKER'S 

ADVENTURE'S of The TABLE

Daniel Bellino Zwicke






La TAVOLA

Daniel Bellino Zwicke


Ever Dream of taking a Wonderful Journey. A Journey through Italian-American New York and Italian America., complete with pots of Sunday Sauce, Ethereal Bolognese Sauce, Platters of Antipasto, Perfect Espresso, with trays of Cannoli and Sfogiatelle. Do you Dream of one day Eating the famed Christmas Eve, "Feast of the 7 Fish" or crave a perfect plate of Spaghetti Carbonara? 

Do you have visions of the Amalfi Coast of Lemoncello, Fiano, and a flawless Plate of Linguine al Vongole. Would you like to know how to throw the perfect Italian Dinner Party, complete with Antipasti, Pasta, Chianti, and Dolce, while the sounds of Frank (Sinatra) and Dino play along? Do you want to know which are the best; Italian Restaurants, Caffes, Pastry Shops, and Pork Stores. Would you like to know how to make the Perfect "Negroni" or pick out the perfect Italian Wine and how to make a textbook Bolognese? Where to go in Italy and what to see? If you'd like to live these things, or just read about them vicariously, then take the journey, the Beautifully Wondrous Journey of La Tavola. Eat as Al Pacino, Jake LaMotta, Sinatra, and Dino had eaten over the years. La Tavola is part Cookbook, Guide-Book. Some have said it's like a Italian-American New York version of a YEAR in PROVENCE, but with Italian Food in New York, and with Italian-Americans instead of French Food, people, and places? 

LA TAVOLA entertains and Inspires with stories, antidotes, and recipes of Sunday Sauce (Gravy), Sausage & Peppers, Meatball Parms, and the "FEAST of The 7 FISH" Then MANGIA!Italian-American New Yorker's Adventures of the Table. With 30 Wonderful Bellino Family Recipes.



Daniel Bellino Zwicke & La TAVOLA

Google Synopsis / Review 


"La TAVOLA: Adventures and Misadventures of Italian American New Yorker's" is a popular culinary memoir and cookbook written by Daniel Bellino-Zwicke. [1]
Often described as an Italian-American New York version of A Year in Provence, the book blends storytelling with practical food guidance. It explores the cultural and culinary landscape of New York's Italian communities. [1]
Key Highlights of the Book
  • Dual Nature: It serves as part memoir/guidebook and part cookbook. [1]
  • Authentic Recipes: Includes 30 traditional Bellino family recipes, featuring classic comfort foods like Sunday Sauce (gravy), Meatball Parmigiano, and Sausage & Peppers. [1]
  • Cultural Guides: Offers advice on how to throw a perfect Italian dinner party, pick regional wines, and locate the best pork stores, pastry shops, and cafés in New York. [1]
  • Pop Culture Connections: Weaves in anecdotes of how iconic figures like Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and Al Pacino dined. [12]
About the Author
Daniel Bellino-Zwicke is a long-time New York City wine and restaurant professional. He is well-known for creating Bar Cichetti, recognized as America's first Venetian-style wine bar. Beyond La Tavola, he has authored several other highly-regarded books celebrating Italian culture, including Sunday SauceThe Feast of the 7 Fish, and Mangia Italiano. [123]
Availability
You can purchase the book in digital or print formats through major retailers:

  • E-Book: Available for digital download on the Amazon Kindle Store.
  • Paperback: Physical copies are listed on Amazon.
  • Reviews: Reader discussions and summaries can be found on Goodreads.









Daniel Bellino Zwicke

"COOKING UP SOME BOLOGNESE"








One of DANIEL'S LATEST



ITALIAN FOOD & TRAVELS

Daniel Bellino Zwicke

"The BEST of ITALY'

TRAVEL GUIDE - COOKBOOK

With 50 of ITALY'S BEST RECIPES

ROME VENICE PIZZA PASTA & ???








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Tuesday, July 28, 2026

Pacino and Cappuccino



AL PACINO - CAPPUCCINO


 
 




 
AL PACINO on COFFEE
 
AL PACINO Talks About COFFEE (Espresso)
and Making MOVIES in His Commercial for Vittoria Coffee
filmed at CAFFE DANTE, GREENWICH VILLAGE NEW YORK


 




SUNDAY SAUCE

AMERICA'S FAVORITE ITALIAN COOKBOOK









AL PACINO with CAPPUCCINO

CAFFE REGGIO

GREENWICH VILLAGE , NEW YORK








A L PACINO - DANIEL BELLINO

NO CAPPUCCINO




Monday, July 20, 2026

Daniel Bellino Talks TONYS

 







Inside Tony's

MARE CHIARA



Tucked between a partly vacant Roman Catholic church and a Vietnamese herbal store, the Beard Cafe, on Elizabeth Street, near Broome, could be mistaken for another downtown bar, priced out of SoHo or the East Village. At night, young urbanites and European tourists mingle to enjoy techno music and imported beer. Leftist literature competes for attention with a video art installation.

But during the day, the place mellows to resemble a European coffee shop with fresh muffins and stale cigarettes. When four elderly Italian men arrive, they create a bit of old Little Italy: the private social club, in the midst of a now-fashionable neighborhood. The men go to the rear of the club and descend into a hideout in the basement, where they spend several hours.
''It is the last traditional social club,'' said Lillian Tozzi, a founder of the Little Italy Neighbors Association, whose family has lived on Mulberry Street for over a century.

The members of the club declined to be interviewed, but visitors say the basement is sparsely furnished with little more than a television set, a refrigerator and fading photographs of neighborhood friends. Not much happens, they add, besides watching television, playing a friendly game of hearts and chatting. Fans of ''The Sopranos'' would be disappointed.

''You go to hang out with the boys,'' said Tony Tenneriello, 80, the bartender at Mare Chiaro, an oak-paneled bar on Mulberry Street that evokes the area's bygone charm. ''The bars were different back then. You could play a game of cards for a bottle of wine.'' 


2002





TONY with FRIENDS & FAMILY 

TONY TENNERIELLO

aka "TONY CIGARS"







DANNY TALKS TONY'S 

I first started going to Tony's somewhere around 1984. Being myself (Danny) I always love the offbeat kind of place, whether we're talking about restaurants, stores, Barber Shops, or in this cas bars.  Don't want anything shiney and knew, and most likely quite contrived. Give me a cool old well worn place like McSorley's Ale House on East 7th Street (Since 1854) John's of 12th Street, a few blocks from McSorley's, Pete's Tavern (Gramercy Park), or the good old Italian Bar, Mare Chiare on Mulberry Street in New York's so-called Little Italy. Well, Mare Chiare (aka Tony's Nut House) no longer exist. Not as that cool old Italian Bar, run by the unflappable Tony Tennerielo himself. Tony was just "Too Cool." And he wasn't even trying to be, he was just being Tony.

His Bar was absolutely awesome. It was low key, and had a cool old ambiance. It's original 1908 deccor was kept pretty much intact. Tony's was usually pretty quiet and you could go in there and get a drink, sit down at the bar or a table, throw a few quarters in the Juke Box, and play some "Dino," Tony Bennett, and of course songs by Mr. Frank Sinatra. Sit down and relax, listening to great Italian-American music as you sipped your drink and chit-chatted with your friends. I here the place used to be busier back in the day, when the Old Police Head Quarters was still open, prior to 1973 when it was shut down and moved to it new facilities near City Hall. Before that, Mare Chiaro had a bit of a livelier crowd filled with lots of Policemen and Detectives of NYPD before the closing of Police HQs on Broome and Layfayette Streets nearby. The time-span when I went from 1984 until Tony Tenneriello sold his family's old Italian Bar in 2003. Yes, most  of the times I went to Tony's wan't crowded, usually, less than 12 people in the place. Regulars like me, simply called it Tony's.

Besides going there any old time, especially on Sunday afternoons to watch a Giant's or Yankees game, my favorite thing to do was to get an awesome Italian Sub Sandwich (to Go) at Parsisi's Sanwich Shop, bring it to Tony's, get a glass of Wine, put on some Sinatra and eat our tasty Sandwiches .

Yes, I had a lot of great times at Tony's, but the best of all, was being at Tony's one time when it was Tony's Birthday. His family brought a Birthday Cake, we all sang "Happy Birthday Dear Tony," Tony blew out the candles and we all had a piecce of cake, as one of his friends sang a couple Opera Songs. "Now what's better than that I ask you?" Getting to sing Happy Birthdday to Mr. Anthony Tenneriello and sharing the good times and Tony's Birthday Cake with the man himself.

Daniel Bellino Zwicke I have a few old pictures I took at Tony's back in the day. One day I'll dig them up and post them here, for you can never get enough of Tony, or his awesome old bar, Mare Chiaro, aka Tony's Nut House. Basta !  



by Daniel Bellino-Zwicke  ... 2019



Best Selling Italian Cookbook Author Daniel Bellino-Zwicke wrote a whole chapter devoted to Tony Tenneriello and his Little Italy Italian-American Bar MARE CHIARO aka "TONY'S NUT HOUSE," 
in his first book La Tavola, published 2002 
Broadway Fifth Press, NY NY.




The NEW YORK OBSERVER ... March 4, 2003

 
TONY SELLS MARE CHIARO
"Arrivederci , Tony" Already, the regulars are suspicious.  
Mare Chiaro’s was a Little Italy watering hole with oak-paneled walls, sawdust on the floor and the Old World atmosphere of an Italian social club. In the 1990’s, both the Paris Review crowd and the dot-com Wunderkinds embraced the bar as their own, despite the bright overhead lights and lack of fruit-flavored martinis. More recently, Nolita hipsters have held court-all under the watchful eye of Tony Tenneriello, who sold the bar last month. Until then, Mr. Tenneriello, 81, could be seen there every night, cigar in his mouth, working past 1 a.m., shuffling from table to table to clear glasses and staring defiantly at anyone who lingered too long or got too rowdy. Locals just called the place “Tony’s.”
Mr. Tenneriello said he sold the bar because of his age and the long hours the job required. “It looked like I was going to die in that bar,” he said. “But I sold it.”
The new owners haven’t decided yet whether to take down the black-and-white photographs of Tony posing with Frank Sinatra, Ronald Reagan, Madonna and others. “We have to retain the spirit of the bar,” said co-owner Eddy Welsh, 67, “but we also have to attract a new crowd. How much of a change do you make? Where do you draw the line?”
Indeed, Mr. Welsh and co-owner Richard Cestaro, 40, both local businessmen whose families grew up on Mulberry Street, have the unenviable task of "running Tony’s without Tony." Their influence is already evident. In order to restore the exterior to what it looked like when the bar first opened in 1908, they’ve added copper outlay to the bar’s wooden doors and repainted the window frames, restoring them to their original white. Inside the bar, top-shelf liquor has been added, as has tap beer. The $3 Coronas now cost $5, and on the jukebox a buck buys two songs instead of three. The sawdust is gone. Soon the bar will serve lunch and late-night snacks: chicken wings, peel-your-own shrimp, eggs and peppers. Also under consideration is live Dixieland or country music. "Please God, NO !!!"
The bar had been in Mr. Tenneriello’s family since the turn of the century, when his father, Christopher Tenneriello, opened a small bar called C. Tenneriello’s at 1761¼2 Mulberry. Tony’s father worked the bar and Tony’s mother cooked Chicken Parmigiana and Spaghetti & Meatballs for a crowd of local Italians. After school, Tony would go to the bar and do his homework.












The police were the bar’s biggest crowd, coming in for lunch from their nearby headquarters on Centre Street. Members of the neighborhood’s crime families stayed away, according to Mr. Tenneriello.
“I’m not saying that no one ever came in,” he said. “But let me just say, thank God for the police.”
The police headquarters moved away in 1973, as did many of the neighborhood Italians, replaced by Chinese immigrants. By the late 80’s, the bulk of Mare Chiaro’s business were tourists who came to the city to visit the rash of new restaurants on Mulberry Street. Padding out the crowd was a mix of Artists and Writers . In the mid-1990’s, editors from the Paris Review met there every Friday night. The dot-commers would come by after long hours at their Broadway offices.
Nowadays, the crowd is thinner. A recent Thursday night found the bar sparsely populated with a mix of tourists, hipsters (White Stripes look-alikes) and stockbrokers. Sinatra’s “Summer Wind” played on the jukebox; an eager, short-haired female bartender was offering shots.
One of the stockbrokers, Mike, in his mid-30’s, had been coming to Mare Chiaro for the last six years.
“It was better when Tony ran the place,” he said, lowering his voice and looking around the bar. “The new owners want to get the yuppies in here. You can tell by the little things they’re doing-raising the prices of the drinks, the jukebox.”

Asked about this, Mr. Cestaro looked pained and said, “You can’t run a business selling $3 drinks.” He added that the bar’s prices are now on par with the other neighborhood bars.
If Mr. Cestaro and Mr. Welsh don’t have the full support of some of the regulars, they seem to have earned the respect of locally owned Italian businesses.

“To be honest, the bar needed an update,” shrugged one Mulberry Street restaurant owner. “The new owners are good guys. They realize they’re dealing with an institution; they’re not going to change it too much. Tony knew what he was doing when he sold it to them.”
Mr. Tenneriello said he has no interest in what the new owners may or may not change.

“What people want, and what people don’t want, it doesn’t matter,” he said, laughing hoarsely. “Things are going to change. It’s called progress, honey.”



Read about Tony - in Italian-American New York writer Daniel Bellino-Zwicke 's book       

La TAVOLA - ITALIAN-AMERICAN NEW YORKERS ADVENTURES of The TABLE - Available on Amazon.com








La TAVOLA

ITALIAN-AMERICAN ADVENTURES of The TABLE

Daniel Bellino Zwicke



Thursday, July 2, 2026

Author Daniel Bellino Explains Sunday Sauce

 


SUNDAY SAUCE

aka "GRAVY



SUNDAY SAUCE "EXPLAINED"

by Daniell Bellino Zwicke


Of all the fine traditions of the Italian-American enclave in the United State, the Sunday afternoon ritual of making and eating a Sunday Sauce, a.k.a. “Gravy” is Italian-America’s most Time-Honored of all. Mamma, Grandma (Nonna) will make her celebrated “Sunday Sauce” and all is glorious. Sunday Sauce? What is it? Well, first off, Sunday Sauce, or as some call it, Gravy or simply “Sauce,” is without question thee number-1 undisputed “Supreme Dish” of our great Italian-American Cuisine and the Italian-American enclave as a whole. “It doesn’t get any better than a Sunday Sauce.” Ok, now, to be more specific for those who may not know about Sunday Sauce Gravy, there are a number of variations on the theme. Most Sunday Sauces are made with Italian Sausages, Braciole, and Meatballs. Some people make their versions with; Beef or Pork Neck, while others make their Gravy (Sunday Sauce) with just Sausage and Meatballs, like Pete Clemenza in The Godfather. The most popular version is with Sausages, Meatballs, and Braciole. Some may throw in Chicken Thighs or a Veal Shank into this mix. A Sunday Sauces can be made with any combination of these aforementioned meats. The meats are slowly simmered for several hours in a Sauce made with tomatoes, minced onions, and garlic. I generally like to make my Sunday Sauce Gravy with; Sausages, Meatballs, and Pork Ribs. Other times I’ll make it with Sausage, Meatballs, and Braciole.

An old tradition in some families is that mother or Grandma would start the Sauce early on a Sunday morning, get all the ingredients in the pot and start the Gravy simmering away for an hour or so on top of the stove. She’ll then let it slowly simmer for a couple hours while everyone goes to Church. When you get back home, the Sauce will be ready. “Ready to be devoured that is!”

Our family would usually start our Sunday meal with the most traditional Italian-American-Antipasto of roast peppers, Salami, Olives, Celery, and Provolone. After that, it’s on to the Main Event of Maccheroni and Sunday Sauce, a dish which is something so Blissfully and Pleasurably Sublime, that it is almost “Sinful.” Oh, yes it is.

When a meal centered around a Sunday Sauce is announced, one can have visions of Blissful Ecstasy at thoughts of eating Pasta laden with Italian Sausages, Savory Meatballs, Beef Braciola, and succulent Pork Ribs. All this has been slowly simmered to culinary perfection. Yes just the thoughts can enrapture one into a delightful frenzy of the “Most Blissful Feelings” of smelling, seeing, and consuming all the ingredients; the Sausages, Meatballs, Braciola, and the Gravy itself. This is the true meaning of Bliss. Yes a Sunday Sauce can and does have such effects on one’s mind, body, and soul. And, I do not want to sound prejudice, but this is pure fact, it is the Male of the Italian-American species who Love The Sunday Sauce in all its form, far more than the female sex. True! Meatballs too! And Italian-American men and boys Love and hold oh-so-dear, their Meatballs, Sunday Sauce, Sausage & Peppers, and Meatball Parm Sandwiches as well.

The Sunday Sauce that my mother made, it was with; Meatballs and Beef Braciole. My memories are vivid watching my mother stuffing the Braciole with garlic, parsley, Pecorino Romano, and Pignoli Nuts, then tying the bundles with butchers cord to hold the Braciole together as they slowly simmered in the Gravy. Another fond memory was helping my mother roll and shape the Meatballs.

As for me, my Sunday Sauce can vary depending on my mood. One thing I Love to do when making my sauce is to add Pork Spareribs to the Gravy. “Gravy” by the way is what many people in the New York, New Jersey (Soprano Territory) area call Sunday Sauce, particularly in Brooklyn. Not many people make their Sunday Sauce with the Pork Ribs, but to me they are phenomenal, and anyone who tries them, they are immediately hooked. As I think back, none of the ladies in our family put Pork Spare Ribs into their Gravy. I guess I read or heard about some people doing it, and I believe it was about 14 years ago or so. That’s when I started adding the Ribs into my Sauce. I haven’t looked back ever since. I Love them, as does everyone whom I serve them to, and when I make my Sunday Gravy, these babies go fast. 

Whenever I make my sauce with Pork Ribs, my friends go nuts for them, and most are surprised, as they might never have had Ribs in a Sunday Sauce before. They didn’t know that you could use Pork Spareribs.

The ribs are traditional with some but not all. It is quite a shame for those who don’t add the ribs as they give the sauce a quite wonderful flavor, and the Ribs themselves, “Yumm.” The Ribs that simmer long and slow become quite tender, and they literally “Melt-in-Your-Mouth.”

Whenever I make the Sauce, and I’m dishing it out to friends and family, I always make sure that I have my fare share of the Ribs. Pork Ribs cooked in this manner, simmering in the sauce are oh so succulent and tasty that they are without question Beyond-Belief-Tasty. These Sunday Sauce Ribs are, “Out-of-this-World.” Basta!

And what to serve with the Sunday Sauce you ask? Any short Maccheroni such as Rigatoni, Ziti, Cavatelli, or Gnocchi are best. 

The rituals of cooking, serving, and eating Sunday Sauce is a time honored one. It is a quite a beautiful thing, same as making a Mole in Mexico, or Cassoulet in France. They are all wonderful things of beauty and taste that delight mans every sensory perception of; sight, smell, taste, and feel. First, you probably smell the “Sauce’s” heady aroma wafting through the air. The smell is so intoxicating, it gets your juices flowing immediately. Once you smell it, you want it, and can’t wait to sink you teeth into it. Second you will see it in all its gloriousness. You will then eat it, whereupon you taste and feel and experience one of Italian-America’s greatest pleasures, the Sunday Sauce, Italian Meat Gravy. A Sunday Sauce (Gravy) takes time and effort to make. It is made and served with Love. All these great dishes bring together friends and family, and for Italian-Americans, Sunday Sauce Gravy is the King of all dishes.

If you utter the term Sunday Sauce to any number of millions of Italian-Americans, they will immediately start salivating at the simple mention of its name. The wheels start turning in their heads, with thoughts of how tasty it is, with its various components; the Meatballs, Sausages, Braciole, maybe Ribs, Beef or Pork Neck, or Pig Skin Braciole, as well as the Pasta, and the tomato Gravy itself. They think about sitting at the table with friends, family, and people they love. They’ll ponder the Antipasti, wondering what it might be; mixed Salumi, Baked Clams, Grilled Octopus, or Calamari? And with the meal, there will surely be wine, Italian Wine, which might be a good Chianti, or perhaps Montepulciano d’Abruzzo. With Uncle Frank and Uncle Tony, the wine was usually Carlo Rossi Paisano or Gallo Hearty Burgundy, two solid Italian-American Winemakers.

When thinking of a Sunday Sauce, you’ll think about the warmth in the air, of loved ones, of Sinatra, Dino, and the star of the show, the Sunday Sauce itself. “It’s a beautiful thing!” If you’ve never done it, “Try it!” If you haven’t cooked one for some time, plan a get-together with friends and family, soon, there’s nothing better one can possibly do. Sunday Sauce, it brings people together, in a most delightful way. And as the Big Boys would say, It’s a Beautiful Thing.

 

EXCERPTED From SUNDAY SAUCE “WHEN ITALIAN-AMERICANS COOK”

by Daniel Bellino Zwicke






SUNDAY SAUCE

by DANIEL BELLINO ZWICKE

The DEFINING BOOK on SUNDAY SAUCE




 






Author DANIEL BELLINO

Making SAUCE at UNCLE TONY'S HOUSE

LODI, NEW JERSEY

2007