slide6As soon as you open the door to aMano, an Italian eatery in Mattituck, there is a hominess that hits you. Maybe it’s the long, burnished mahogany bar alive with happy tipplers. Or the warren of intimate rooms that flow seamlessly into each other. Or the congenial low lighting. Or the wood-fired pizza oven in the back room, giving off a flattering flicker of flame. But most probably it is the fact that many years ago – five restaurants and a couple of bars ago – this two-story edifice was a private residence. Of course, it could also be the delectable smells arising from the kitchen, not least of which is the yeasty fragrance of home-baked bread, which arrives quickly to our table. Light and airy, the thick warm slices are a wonderful foil to the frigid night outside.