Max, Tribeca

Fried Calamari, Bruschetta, Gnocchi...and some generic Rose

Max is yet another failure from Labor Day weekend in terms of my ability to photograph for Eats Meats West.  The interior is far too dark for my lowly iPhone, and I draw the line at using a flash (whipping out the iPhone is douchey enough).  This image is copyright guidespot.com.

This was J's birthday dinner.  Holy crap, their gnocchi is good.  Each piece is chewy yet soft, and I swear there's meat in that sauce.  The bruschetta is wonderful too; the tomatoes were so fresh - nothing too sweet or tangy.