Bar Pitti

Pitti opened in 1992 almost two decades after Silvano Marchetto joined the trattoria equation with a see-and-be-seen walkway setting at contiguous Da Silvano. Marchetto had at first thought about a more easygoing Pitti as a major aspect of an extension, yet a family catastrophe propelled him to enroll an accomplice, Giovanni Tognozzi. Contentions over meatball-formula burglary and claims soon took after, however the fight appears to have mellowed from that point forward. What's left is a sienna-painted stripped down space stuffed with wooden tables—incredibly enhanced by a reflected divider and remarkable outside seating. A chalkboard of twenty or so static specials expand the fundamental Tuscan menu: collected antipasti like oil-stuffed fish cluttered with cannellini beans, speedy broil pasta, the storied veal meatballs, and so on. The chic notoriety persisted from Da Silvano still fills the spot with Mikli-surrounded exhibition sorts looking at each other, yet it's the quick moving Italian person in blurred pajama pants who gives this place its persona.

Home to "many a celeb sighting", this "jet-set" Village Italian is best known for its "excellent people-watching" from indoor/outdoor tables, even if the “easygoing” fare is pretty "delicious" as well; no reservations, no plastic, "no discernible decor"