One of the things I miss about living in Pittsburgh is Enrico Biscotti. It’s a cute little store and cafe that sells the best fresh biscotti you’ve ever had. Biscotti isn’t the same unless it’s warm right out of the oven, and that’s exactly what you get at Enrico. Imagine a piece of lemon biscotti with a cup of coffee. It’s the perfect way to start a Saturday morning shopping spree in the Strip District.

I bet if I looked, I could probably find some good biscotti in Boston’s North End. But seriously, it just won’t be the same.