Starstruck by the infusion of haute rustic Italian being served in SF, we can sometimes forget what’s been here since the get-go. For the last 27 years, Carlo Middione at Vivande has rolled and pulled some of the finest pasta around. One bite of his ethereal scrigno di venere, a “beggar’s purse” of thin pasta filled with ham, peas, onion and bechamel sauce and set on a bed of cream and prosciutto, and this just may become your favorite Italian joint—all over again.
Starstruck by the infusion of haute rustic Italian being served in SF, we can sometimes forget what’s been here since the get-go. For the last 27 years, Carlo Middione at Vivande has rolled and pulled some of the finest pasta around. One bite of his ethereal scrigno di venere, a “beggar’s purse” of thin pasta filled with ham, peas, onion and bechamel sauce and set on a bed of cream and prosciutto, and this just may become your favorite Italian joint—all over again.