


The name Becco is derived from the Italian verb, beccare, which means to peck, nibble or savor something in a discriminating way. Lidia Bastianich & her son, Joe, opened Becco in 1993 & since then, it has been providing the New York community with outstanding service for over 20 years. Located on New York’s famed Restaurant Row in the heart of the theater district, Becco is open 7 days a week for both lunch & dinner. Becco is most famous for its’ innovative pasta tasting menu & extensive $31 wine list.
Hours
| Friday | 4:30–11 PM |
| Saturday | 11:30 AM–2:30 PM, 4–11 PM |
| Sunday | 12–2 PM, 4–9 PM |
| Monday | 4:30–9 PM |
| Tuesday | 4:30–10 PM |
| Wednesday | 11:30 AM–2:30 PM, 4:30–10 PM |
| Thursday | 4:30–10 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 355 W 46th St, New York, NY 10036
Phone: (212) 397-7597
Website: http://www.becco-nyc.com/
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Order and Reservations
Reservations: becco-nyc.comopentable.com
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Reviews
The antipasto miso is a must have for our oldest daughter and the caesar salad it the best I’ve ever had. The burrata is always our go-to appetizer. We leave feeling full, content and looking forward to our next visit. We actually sat upstairs in a room we hadn’t been in before and I was obsessed with the art installation on the wall! How cool!
Looking forward to seeing William (my Elvis!) again in the Spring!
The dining room was crowded and noisy, and we were seated at a very small two-top that made the meal feel like a game of Tetris with plates, glasses, and baskets competing for space.
We started with the antipasto plate, which felt more like a mishmash than a curated appetizer — undercooked vegetables, some beans, a lone cube of cheese, and a few other odds and ends that didn’t come together as a cohesive dish. Since I didn’t want fish, I was brought some whipped ricotta with honey and a bowl of peas. Not really sure how that made sense.
For our mains, we both ordered the popular three-pasta special — pumpkin ravioli, penne vodka with shrimp, and spaghetti with garlic, olive oil, and broccoli. The pastas are brought table-side, though the presentation felt more rushed than refined, with pots carried over and portions simply scooped onto plates.
The food itself was a mixed experience. The pumpkin ravioli was the highlight — flavorful and comforting, though the sauce leaned a bit oily. I appreciated that the waiter accommodated me with penne vodka without shrimp, which was thoughtful. Unfortunately, the spaghetti was undercooked and clumped together, which made it hard to enjoy.
The biggest issue of the evening was our seating location directly under an air-conditioning vent. Between conversation and bites, my entire plate of food became cold before I could finish it — disappointing for a celebratory meal. I packed up my ravioli to go and the rest was tossed in the trash.
Overall, while Becco has its charm and history, the experience tonight felt more rushed and less polished than expected for such a highly regarded restaurant.