It's on Third Avenue and (Union?) Street in Brooklyn.
Totally non-descript greenish door and sign that simply
says Two Toms. Pretty much like Dominic's on Arthur
Avenue as it was 15 years ago. No menu, serving
whatever the chef has on hand, family style and
supposedly the meats are good (I am a vegetarian).
They are not always open on the weekends (I have
driven by there at odd hours and there seems to be no
rhymeor reason as to when they are open) and won't let
you call ahead unless you are a large group. Call
I've got to concur with the previous correspondents,
and add that it's one of the most overrated
restaurants in town. I have found myself there several
times with large groups, which is reputedly the best
way to experience the food. On the last occasion, we
werre finally seated about 1 1/2 hours after our
reservation. The pastas as indeed atrocious (look in
the kitchen and you'll see only one person cooking for
about 40 people--the cooking is of the "open up cans
and dump them in pots" variety). Pastas overcooked and
runny with water. The "steak" and three-rib pork chop
are indeed splendid, especially if you have the latter
cooked with hot peppers--it will easily be the high
point of the meal. The worst part about the experience
is the bill at the end, which can often run about $50
per person, although it seems like the kind of place
where you could eat well for less than $10. You'll
never be convinced that the waiter is actually
totalling up the food that you ate--rather it seems
like he looks at you carefully, and then decides what
is the maximum amount you can pay without going
ballistic. Watch for the antipasto marinated red
peppers--they're often in the later stages of
Did I mention that I don't like this place one bit?
OK, well maybe "amazing" was too strong a word for the manicotti. But I do remember it being very good, with a shell that was more crepe-like than regular pasta, and a filling that was a cut above your average lasagna filling.
I do agree, however, most of the pasta there is not worth ordering.
And yes, JG, I "do get out much!"