Santa Monica, Los Angeles · restaurant
A red-sauce time capsule where the booths are deep, the lights are low, and the waiters have been perfecting their moves since Sinatra still charted. Vito’s doesn’t chase trends—it marinates in them, serving veal parm, shrimp scampi, and martinis like it’s still 1963 (because here, it kind of is). It’s dinner with a side of nostalgia, best enjoyed slowly, with linen napkins and zero urgency.