Usually everyone has their favorite when it comes to Italian restaurants. The neighborhood place is often the one people claim as the best. Maybe it is one they have a fond memory of or that serves a specialty dish.
I am always willing to add another favorite to my ever-growing list of Italian restaurants.
There is my first favorite, which is Micelli’s in Hollywood. It is an old eatery that has Chianti bottles hanging from the ceiling and a piano player who is accompanied at times by waiters who take a break to serenade the crowd.
That place is special to me because my parents went there when they first moved to California from Buffalo, N.Y., in the early ’60s. With little money, it was a treat for them to go there. They exposed my brother and I to it when we were old enough to understand why it is so special.