There’s nothing quite like a big ole bowl of Max‘s (51 Avenue B) homemade fettuccine with Max’s tomato sauce and a glass of red vines to make a grey day go away.  What about the giant Max meatballs?  Specials should never be missed. The fresh bread and tomatoe-olive oil spread. Man, do I miss Max.  It’s a bowl of comfort. In the Spring, it’s great to sit outside in the back patio with a Peroni under clothing racks and tenement buildings.