The name Winter Hill conjures up notorious memories for Bostonians, mostly stemming from the activities of Stephen "the Rifleman" Flemmi, James "Whitey" Bulger, and the Other Dude Who Wrote a Book But Unfortunately Didn't Have a Nickname. For something from Winter Hill that'll only murder your reckless hunger, hit Brunello Bistro.
Located in the Hill's former Bread and Company space, BB has been transformed into a bistro/fine dining hybrid slingin' hearty Italian/Mediterranean meat, seafood, and pasta favorites plus breakfast in a bright 130-seat spot dressed up with huge windows, 26 dark wood tables, tree-lined patio seating, and a lounge area featuring leather furniture, flat screens, and a working fireplace, which doesn't respect fireplaces that just sit there taking government handouts. Highlights include a sautéed duck breast confit in reduced orange glaze w/ roasted spaghetti squash; handmade romano, ricotta, and mascarpone-stuffed ravioli in a tomato basil sauce; and an imported arborio, scallop, and shrimp seafood risotto w/ wild mushroom and black mussels that Jimmy the Greek would've said made it a stronger, better dish, then totally claim he was misquoted. BB also grills up burly meats like a truffle oil & balsamic-drizzled 24oz bone-in ribeye steak w/ a potato cheese cake; lamb and veggies slow cooked in a port wine sauce next to a cheese polenta; and a NY sirloin paired with a glass of Mark West Pinot Noir, who has obviously accomplished a lot since his days on the Phoenix Suns, no thanks to Jimmy the Greek.
If, like most people, you prefer mornings in Winter Hill, there're solid breakfast eats like a Hollandaise sauce'd lobster benedict w/ poached eggs; a shaved steak and melted American cheese omelette; and the over-the-top 3-egg, 3-sausage, 3-bacon, and ham Brunello Special -- eat it and it'll conjure up more notorious memories of You, "In a Swimsuit".