Does this plate of pasta look enormous? It is. That’s pumpkin ravioli with walnut cream sauce (and a heaping platter of rabbit with olives and tomatoes in the background)—with a glass of Sicilian rosé in between—at
Piccolo Angolo, a tiny, bare-bones, loud, old-style Italian restaurant in the West Village that has always been a favorite place to visit (and now is a relief from the roar and glitter of all the places that have sprung up nearby in the Meatpacking District).
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