This DiPasquale’s offshoot is like an Italian hug with a speakeasy twist. Think cozy couches, intimate lighting, and meatballs that whisper “nonna made these with love.”
This DiPasquale’s offshoot is like an Italian hug with a speakeasy twist. Think cozy couches, intimate lighting, and meatballs that whisper “nonna made these with love.”
Hampden has gone full-on island pub. Chamorro cuisine (that’s Guam, baby) meets English tavern in a moody, fireplace-lit space that’s giving cozy-luxe. Must-tries: shrimp + corn cakes and the katsu-drenched tomahawk pork chop. You’ll feel like royalty.
Vegan burgers so good they’re NSFW. Atlanta-born and Baltimore-beloved, Slutty Vegan is spicy, saucy, and proudly plant-based. Pro tip: get the fries dusted in “slut dust” and chase it with a slutty lemonade. You’ll thank me later.
Cross Keys goes south of the border, way south. Luna Oaxaca brings mezcal, mole, and the kind of Oaxacan recipes that turn dinner into a cultural trip.
Little Italy, but make it chic. Sisu is part bar, part bottle shop, where natural wines meet charcuterie, tinned fish, and a negroni flight that could turn any night into a story.
