Susan Amato owes her restaurant's name to her grandmother Angelina, who hails from the small Italian village of Bolognano. Many of the recipes and all of the wall photos are extensions of Amato's family, the elevated Italian cuisine presumably a juicier, more colorful take on the photographs' black-and-white tale.
Upon entry, chandeliers loom overhead like trays of glowing teacups, illuminating steaming lobster ravioli, veal sautéed in wine, and sandwiches laden with paper-thin prosciutto. Delicate pan-seared scallop starters segue into panko-encrusted fish and bubbling gourmet pizzas. To season these feasts, guests might enjoy a martini or a glass of Italian wine—perhaps one from Zaccagnini, a Bolognano mainstay.