WASHINGTON — For most of the last three decades, the lobbyist Paul Magliocchetti might have been mistaken for an owner of the Alpine, a wood-paneled Italian restaurant across the Potomac River from Washington where he routinely presided over boisterous tables of lawmakers and their staff members.
There is something so comfortingly familiar, and eternal, about it that, at its best, it feels as if we are all sitting - every Jew across all time - at one large crowded, boisterous Passover table.
This casual seafood restaurant is always boisterous, its tables packed with locals and visitors tucking into platters of seafood.
This is a place you visit with a crowd, making for a festive table boisterous with laughter, sips of local Halida lager beer, and great hits of herb and spice.
Imagine Rebecca's end-of-the-novel amazement, then, while watching old home movies during the 100th-birthday party for Poppy that she has had to organize as usual on her own, against the deranged lassitudes of the steps and their collaterals, to see her very young vintage self, an only child on her first visit to the boisterous Davitch dinner table, actually "having a wonderful time".
He nodded to an adjacent table of boisterous diners.
Through wisps of sweet chicha smoke exhaled by boisterous groups at nearby tables, my Lebanese companions explained that the birds are traditionally eaten whole.
Young men bent low over tables playing boisterous dice games while their girlfriends, hair dyed various shades of red and brown, smoked disinterestedly and texted, their faces illuminated by the glow of their phones.
The restaurant, in the midst of Pudong's skyscrapers, is done up with faux Louis XIV drapes, chairs and paintings decorating a vast dining area, with a large open floor full of tables of boisterous diners and numerous semi-private rooms.
