Part micro-bakery, part pastel dreamscape, this Friday-Sunday pastry haven is everything. You’ll want to set an alarm – these buns (cinnamon, strawberry-lemon, cardamom, and the epic maple bacon “lumberjack”) will sell out by 11 AM. Catch them while they’re hot!
Sunset sips, Italian snacks, and waterfront breezes. This casual Federal Hill pop-up pours its namesake bellinis alongside antipasti and sandwiches, it’s basically summer in a glass.
Little Italy, but make it chic. Sisu is part bar, part bottle shop, where natural wines meet charcuterie, tinned fish, and a negroni flight that could turn any night into a story.
The ghost of Blue Hill Tavern has been reincarnated into a sleek, modern American tavern with major date-night vibes. Union Hill is plating up steak frites, tuna tartare, and a shrimp “noodle” ceviche with spicy citrus broth that’s just the right amount of extra. Also, weekend brunch is available. Pro-tip: Add ice cream to your French toast.
This DiPasquale’s offshoot is like an Italian hug with a speakeasy twist. Think cozy couches, intimate lighting, and meatballs that whisper “nonna made these with love.”
