Echo Park, Los Angeles · restaurant
A red-sauce joint that feels like Nonna got a design degree—cozy booths, retro wallpaper, and a bar peeking out behind curved walls. The menu plays the hits (chicken parm, vodka fusilli, scampi) with just enough polish, but let’s be honest: you’re here for the garlic bread, which is buttery, crispy, and borderline criminal. Cocktails are straightforward, the wine list’s got range, and the whole place hums with date-night energy and meatball-fueled joy.