Adam Platt is not very impressed with New York's latest casual Italian neighborhood spot Spasso, awarding it just one star: "I didn’t mind my helping of slightly tough orecchiette tossed with rock shrimp and shreds of crab...But the veal agnolotti I ordered one evening were square and stubby and drenched in the inevitable brown-butter sauce, dressed here with flaccid (as opposed to frizzled and crispy) sage leaves." [NYM]
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