My mother can cook anything. She is a magician.

On Sunday we would gather for dinner and no matter what was cooking in the pot, it was bound to be the sweet definition of “comfort food.” No dish spoke to me about the comforts of home more than her spaghetti carbonara.

So, when my brothers and I started Bricco, at its heart we knew it had to be all about comfort food. Fresh, simple and honest.

When combined with a glass of wine and the perfect dessert, a meal at Bricco is like the Sunday afternoon meals of my childhood.

Corny, I know, but the truth often is.

Today, everything we do at Bricco is designed around the idea of using the freshest ingredients, perfectly blended, and fanatically prepared from “scratch.”

From hand-made pizzas and braised veal Osso Buco to hand-made gnocchi and hand-crafted desserts, one taste and you’ll understand everything you need to know about my Bricco.