Red checkered tablecloths, drippy wax candles, the sound of Mario Lanza, Connie Francis, and Elvis, yes Elvis crooning in the background. Generous portions of your favorite American Italian dishes served with a side of pasta in a rustic marinara with enough garlicky, buttery, perfectly crunchy bread to soak it all up and a cheap, but solid Sangiovese to wash it all down.

Sound like your idea of heaven? Us too.