This Italian restaurant is neither an old-school red sauce joint nor a sceney pasta spot. Instead, it’s just the right amount of camp, with Ferrari memorabilia scattered throughout the space, waiters running around sipping espresso in pinstripe smoking jackets, and a giant white brick oven in the dining room. The food is also excellent, down to the basket of warm complimentary bread and olive oil you’ll get when you sit down. The salt-baked branzino that’s cracked open tableside might seem like they’re going for unnecessary drama, but it’s actually perfectly moist and a must-order.