Harlem’s Settepani has all the hallmarks of a hipster restaurant: a playwright on staff helped draft the menu, another worker staged an exhibit featuring his photography, and a musician waits tables between gigs. What’s unusual is how seasoned this eclectic crew looks.
February 10, 2014
Ristoranti Settepani, owned by Leah Abraham, is a full hospitality experience focusing on quality and over the past ten years it has evolved into an eclectic and welcoming intersection for long time residents, tourists and the new generation of Harlemites.
As good as it was, cuisine was never the draw for Café Settepani's innumerable loungers.
Ristorante Settepani with a subtle décor and elegant flowers, its food offerings are more wonderful than ever before.
June 3, 2010
When Settepani opened in 2001, it was a pioneer in the Central Harlem neighborhood at Lenox Avenue and West 120th Street. Over time, the casual cafe and bakery became a mainstay and then, last year, transformed into a more formal Italian restaurant, Ristoranti Settepani.
Leah Abraham, chef and owner of Settepani, held a cooking demo at the Lenox Hill Farmer’s Market on 117th Street and Lenox Avenue Saturday. She used ingredients from the market to make her Tuscan bean soup.
Abraham opened the Lenox Ave. business with her husband, Nino Settepani, as a café in 2001. When the economy soured in 2007, they nearly had to close up shop as residents passed on pricey extras like pastries and cappuccinos.
We checked our list of suggestions from locals and followed the advice of Williams, who insisted we visit Settepani, a new Italian cafe and bakery on 120th Street. Furnished with leather seats and small marbled table tops, the hip cafe was not far from where we saw the French couple and near where we saw the man pushing the cart.
On a BRISK SUNDAY afternoon, Settepani, an Italian cafe and bakery on 120th Street and Mal- colm X Boulevard in Harlem, is jumping. A group of young White women settle in for hot coffee and a long chat. Not far away sits an African American man with cascading dreads, munching away on a fresh salad, while a young Black woman nearby clicks away at the keyboard of her laptop.
A neighborhood renaissance is in full swing above Manhattan’s Central Park. What are you waiting for?