If you turn on the Food Network, chances are you might see Giada De Laurentiis cooking delicious things and smiling at you and being tiny.

But you can’t eat food from a TV.

Bummer.

Oh, wait. Reverse-bummer...

Because here’s Giada, a sexy, white-and-gold pasta haven dreamt up by the queen of the Food Network herself, now open on the second floor of the Cromwell.

You’ve long awaited the day when Giada would emerge from the TV and prepare ravioli for you in the flesh. Maybe. Probably. Regardless, that’s all happening in a rather swanky, high-ceilinged hall of pizza ovens, gold-flecked Carrara marble countertops and sweeping panoramic views of the busiest intersection on the Strip. Cue the Bellagio fountains.

You’ll show up with someone who’s into chicken cacciatore and cooking shows. You’ll walk past the Campari-stocked bar and follow the scent of fresh focaccia. That’s where your table is.

Glide into a white leather chair and let the carbo-loading commence: pancetta-and-mint tortellini. Crab-and-scallop risotto. And as the evening progresses, be on the lookout for a pink-and-gold cart. That’s the dessert cart. It’s got PB&J tiramisu and Nutella espresso on it.

So it’s a pretty good cart.