We were back in NYC for our annual trip, just arrived Saturday night. We settled in at our hotel and then began the deliberation process of where to eat as we were both famished. The light bulb went off, and we remembered the place we'd tried the previous year that we'd really enjoyed. The problem was, we couldn't remember the name. However, we did have a general idea of where it was located. So, we bundled into our many, many layers and trekked out to conquer the streets in search of grub. \r
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We got lucky and found it on the first try, back over on 9th. We entered to the incredible scent of a wood-burning oven, and asked if there were any seats available as we didn't have a reservation. Initially our hostess looked chagrined, but then made room for us on the first-floor next to a cute couple who were obviously on a first date (""So, what to do you like to do in your spare time? Any hobbies or skeletons in the closet that I should know about?"" nervous twitter). I recalled the Montepulciano by the glass from the previous year and ordered that to start. I was drawn immediately to the pasta Bolognese as that is one of my favorites, until I saw that veal Saltimbocca was a special for the evening. My veal was melt-in-your-mouth amazing; I could have eaten it every day for the next week. My beau ordered the salmon on special and that, too, was amazing - rich and buttery and perfectly cooked. Sated, we left but not before I grabbed a business card to ensure that we never forgot the name of our lovely restaurant again! \r
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We ended up back at Cascina the following Thursday, this time having booked a reservation through Open Table in advance. I again eyeballed the pasta Bolognese but went for the veal instead, this time is was veal Scallopine with lemon. We enjoyed this meal just as much as the previous one, and if we lived in the city I am sure we'd visit at least once a week. Ah well, we can dream of next year.... \r
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