Yankees great Joe DiMaggio was a creature of habit. He liked to dine at his usual haunts — typically red-sauce Italian joints such as Bamonte’s in Williamsburg and Campagna on East 21st Street — with the same group of friends. And if anything violated his routine, there was hell to pay.
“In the honeymoon period of our friendship [in the early 1990s], I brought along a colleague to dinner at Due on Third Avenue,” said Dr. Rock Positano, who was a frequent dining companion of the retired athlete’s, as well as his podiatrist.