Carbone

The only foreign outpost of the over-the-top New York Italian-American joint, Carbone makes you feel like Frank Sinatra having dinner in 1963. Walls are panelled in dark wood, chairs are red leather, waiters rock maroon tuxedos and desserts come on a rolling cart. Retro classics include a a bigger-than-your-head veal parmesan and a huge, satisfying tangle of spaghetti and meatballs.