Capriccio

This is one of our favorite places. We've been a few times and it's always outstanding. This time we started with the Zucchini Flowers, something that's not on the menu at least I could not find it at the waiter's recommendation. Just delicious. My wife and I each had whiskey on the rocks. She had Buffalo Trace bourbon and she was thrilled they had it and for me, scotch. The pours were great and service superb. Next we had our entrees: Veal Saltimboca Vincenzo and Lobster Cardinale. Just exquisite. Portions generous, cooked just right. The veal came served on a mound of delicious mashed potatoes and was served with asparagus spears. The lobster was in a white sauce served over pasta. We had half bottle of Chianti Classico Riserva 2018 that was lovely. We ended the evening with expresso and Sambuca. In addition to the great food and drink I have to say the service was another level. Attentive without hovering. Our waiter was an older gentleman. He made great recommendations, was warm and friendly. And the gentleman who did the flambe tableside service was so nice, My wife asked him a question and he chatted with us for several minutes. Final note: this is not an inexpensive place to dine. We're from Massachusetts, in Providence to attend the Waterfire, and the prices here are we call downtown Boston prices. That said, it's worth the premium. The restaurant is very busy, so if you go, make sure to make reservations.

Great overall dinner experience at Capriccio. Starting from the valet attendants, hosts, waiters everyone was very polite and attentive. We were seated in a corner spot which I liked. Food and drinks were great. I ordered the Caesar salad as a starter and the Fettuccini Alfredo with chicken as my meal. My friend ordered the three course meal shrimp cocktail, filet and chocolate cake. Will definitely be back!!

Starting from Sal , who is always so professional in every way along with his entire staff , Capriccio's is a special dining experience. The food is always so delicious and service wonderful. Michael , Eli and Ivy are great workers as well as the rest of the staff. We would highly recommend since we have been satisfied customers from our first date 1984 !!! Still Love this great restaurant!

8/22/24—As I sat sipping a great cup of Colombian coffee at El Paisa, I decided it was the perfect moment to reflect on my visit to Capriccio last night. Now, I hadn’t set foot in that restaurant in over ten years, and I wasn’t even planning to go. I figured it was a dinner meant for the boys—my husband and our adult children. But when one of them couldn’t make it, I decided to step up and take one for the team. Capriccio is an upscale Italian restaurant that 's been around since the '70s, and it shows. I figured, what better occasion to flaunt my new Louis Vuitton bag? Yes, it’s real, folks—second-hand but in like-new condition. I got dressed up, put on makeup, and felt like a million bucks. I even drove my husband there, treating him like the sultan he thinks he is. We pulled up to the entrance, and of course, we valet-parked. Why not go all the way, right? The magnificent doors were a sight to behold. I love history, and these doors, massive and imposing, looked like they were made only for titans to pass through. After paying my respects to these shiny giants, I descended the stairs that led to an Italian paradise. The lights on the ceiling sparkled like stars, as if they were eagerly awaiting my arrival. The first thing I noticed was the sea of white—waiters dressed head-to-toe in white, reminding me of when I used to work at the El Panama Hotel back in the late ‘90s. Those white-clad angels stood at the bottom of the stairs, making you feel like a star as you walked down. My husband, ever the groupie, had explicitly asked for his favorite waitress, Kristy, who had recently transferred to Capriccio. When we arrived, her smile lit up the room like a thousand diamonds. As we walked to our table, the shiny wooden floor felt so smooth that it was like gliding on ice. I took a quick detour to the bathroom, which was really just an excuse to explore this Italian wonderland. The bathroom had an arch made of rocks that made me feel like I was stepping into a scene from Lord of the Rings. After my brief adventure, I continued my little tour, checking out the bar in the back. Kristy, our angelic waitress, even gave me a mini history lesson, mentioning that they used to have a piano by the corner of the bar. Her dad used to visit here back in the day. When I returned to our table, I couldn’t help but admire the adorable decorations. The wine menu was extensive, but I opted for a house margarita—it was better than the one I had at Mis Jalisco in New Hampshire. Kristy mentioned that the decorative dishes on our table were from the '70s, way before I was born. The place was steeped in history; you could almost imagine the types of people who dined here back in the day. It was the “it” place for all the wise guys, if you catch my drift. My stepson joined us later and regaled us with stories about his recent trip to Japan. Between the dinner, drinks, and dessert—Victoria’s cake was divine, by the way—we spent the night sipping wine, watching people fill the room with chatter and the sound of clinking glasses. They even had decaf, and I was thrilled to learn they could make it into a cappuccino. I was told one of the men visiting our table was one of the owners, but he didn’t look the part. More like the Stephen King of Capriccio—a man with a mysterious air, carrying all the secrets and gossip from an era long gone. All in all, it was a night to remember—full of history, mystery, and a dash of comedy. And, of course, I got to flash my Louis Vuitton, so it was a win-win!

I started with the Burrata salad which was fabulous. My husbands dish was fine he had the chicken Parmesan. I had the veal Parmesan. Sadly it must have been an off night as mine was tasteless lacking spices and seasonings. Dessert was lovely. We will be back as it's a favorite restaurant of ours.