At a certain point it can be hard to keep things fresh, especially when somebody in this relationship keeps forgetting to pick up Ziploc bags when they go to the goddamn grocery store, even though you SPECIFICALLY asked for them. Freshening up their eats and 'hood, the team behind Frankies 570 Spuntino.
Following up the 24-seat Frankies 17, 570's the next Manhattan step for BK fave Spuntino, a full-on effort plating new, market-driven fare alongside "Spuntino Classics" in a deep, heavily wooded tavern partitioned into a tile-floored bar area, and a casual dining room lit by shoppe-style wrought iron windows and classical sconces, so your date can unfortunately see if your eyes are Roman. Offering three square meals from the get-go, location-only bites include grilled squid w/ watermelon and heirloom tomatoes, fresh garganelli smothered in a rabbit ragu, and grilled cotechino & a poached egg on creamy farro, which'll go straight to your King Butt. Those looking to experience BK's best without having to actually go there can wolf down their heralded ricotta and speck crostini, rosemary-bread sandwiches from sausage/ broccoli rabe to prosciutto/ pecorino, plus hearty mains of slow-roasted sliced rib eye over arugula, and sage-buttered cavatelli w/ Faicco's hot sausage, which is very hard to tie into a pun involving ancient civilizations.
The drink program'll have an all-Ital list of 80 vinos (all carafe-able), rotating drafts (always at least one Sixpoint), and hard stuff focused on apertifs and "light, refreshing cocktails" done the Italian way, which apparently means not giving a crap you're in a relationship in the first place.