Giano Restaurant

Great little spot with super friendly staff and delicious food. Small and tucked into a cool neighborhood.

Wonderful selection of delicious pastas and wines. I recommend the cacio e pepe, lasagna, arugula salad, and the sauvignon blanc! All were fabulous, and I will definitely be back. Friendly service and a warm, cozy space.

One of the best pastas I've had in nyc and was such at an affordable price. Server was the funniest and made us feel so so welcome.

Another amazing dinner here. it took me seven years to come back, but it was so well worth it.My husband and I came for Father's Day. We had a glass of wine. They're delicious bread with olive oil the rigatoni and a Caprese short and sweet will be back soon. .How was our server and he's great very personable attentive and if you can, he will speak Italian to you.And the tiramisu is the best I've ever had !!Light flavorful and just enough

I found Giano via Yelp and made a reservation on a whim. I'm so glad I did! Giano is your perfect, neighborhood Italian place! The inside is dimly lit and it's perfect for a casual date night or catch up with friends. To start, they give out complimentary bread. The bread was delicious and fresh, though I do wish it was served warm. For the main, I decided to go with the gnocchi special of the night (spinach gnocchi with brown butter and sage). Let me tell you, this is the BEST gnocchi I have ever had. It was literally melting in my mouth! It was delicious and I still dream about it to this day. On top of the incredible food, the server was warm and welcoming. He really took the time to walk through the menu and ultimately helped me make my choice- which I loved! Giano officially has my heart after my experience there and I need to come back asap to eat some more gnocchi!

Still a solid spot for pasta - with dim and intimate lighting, great for catch ups or date nights! The host makes the experience so fun as well - he walks through each of the specials with such enthusiasm, it makes you want to try everything on the menu! I really enjoyed my pasta dish - spaghetti with a clean white wine sauce, with the savory greasiness from the pancetta and topped off with truffle oil. Absolutely delish and light!

Maybe it's because I am from Texas, but I found the staff to be rather rude. I hadn't had a chance to review the menu and asked for help and was met with an attitude. The tables are rather close together so there is a lack of privacy. The lackluster service really docked points.

Giano is a wonderful East Village neighborhood restaurant. The owner knows his regulars and they comfortably chat with him at the bar area. The pastas are all house made and the sauces are sublime. Balanced and subtle flavors in every dish. The tiramisu is the best that I have tasted. Espresso and a limoncello finished the evening meal. Perfetto!

A step above the average Italian restaurant in New York! Not the best in my book, but pretty decent, and service was friendly, definitely better than average.Apps (burrata) were good, over arugula and tomato, tasted pretty fresh. Pasta dishes around the table were ok, not amazing. I think they fell a little short on the flavor to be honest. The white sauce was pretty heavy.The tiramisu was advertised as one of the best in North America - it was good, but I wouldn't necessarily call it the best I'd ever had. If you do visit, I would recommend getting it though!Wine list was pretty extensive, and overall vibes were great.

After my best friend/roommate/USC basketball superstar got DUMPED, he hadn't stepped outside our apartment for 7 days straight. He normally gets a haircut every 3 days, so after he skipped the 2nd one of the week, I really began to worry.After a long week of hearing Drake's "Tried Our Best" on loop faintly coming from his room, I knew I had to get him outside. I thought dragging him to his favorite restaurant would be the first step in curing his crippling depression and stop our apartment from flooding with tears of what could have been. I also couldn't listen to "Tried Our Best" anymore.I recommended we go to Giano, as I knew he and his ex hadn't been there so it was a safe space and no PTSD would occur: "What if we go to Giano, Big Bro? We haven't been in forever!" ... For the first time in a week, I saw his ears perk up a bit and saw some semblance of his soul begin to re-enter his light brown eyes. "Uhmmmm, yeah. I could do that, Lil Cuzzo." After dragging his feet like a little kid mad at his mom for 4 blocks, we arrived at the promised land. We walked into the small but cozy Italian interior with no reservation. It was PACKED."No reservation?" the host asked in a thick Northern Italian accent. My voice said "No res, no worries if we can't get in I know it's a big ask" but my eyes were screaming "Please god just have a seat for us. We can't take another L this week..." She heard my eyes loud and clear, and we were seated immediately.Upon sitting down, I immediately ordered 2 bottles of Chianti which I know gives alcoholic tendencies, but I had to wean this man off the magnum handle of grey goose in any way possible and I wasn't going to let him drink alone and feel like there is not another single soul in the universe that is there for him. Plus red wine is good for you hehehehe :).He ordered the lasagna, and I of course ordered the tagliatelle alla bolognese because I'm a BEAST!He obviously didn't touch the bread that was served to start the meal off, as this man is semteem* lbs down from a week ago, but I was cool with that because it was straight HEAT. Few things like some fresh bread and olive oil.When his lasagna came, he just sat there staring at it like a sick Golden Retriever looking at its bowl of Pedigree Dog Food.After I was half way through my delicious bolognese, I saw his right paw, fork in hand, put enough pressure to FINALLY cut through his lasagna. He slices a big piece and finally takes a bite.I detailed earlier about how I saw his soul re-enter his body a bit when I mentioned Giano, but this bite really brought my brotha BACK! It must have been what Jesus felt when he saw his boy Lazarus come back to life after being dead for 4 days. Not saying I'm Jesus but..... tendencies........He HOUSED that thing. I legit had only seen this man eat the Jayson Tatum Ruffles all week, so him eating this whole piece of lasagna was damn near a miracle. Giano is really like that.After cleaning his plate, he whips out his phone, furiously types something and says "I just hit my barber I need to get a mf cut it's been a minute!"THIS GIANO LASAGNA BROUGHT MY BOY BACK TO LIFE! THANK YOU GIANO! GIANO LASAGNA THE HEARTBREAK CURE!IG @jnov_Tiktok @jnov__*semteem = 17*