Bianconi

Steaks of Unusual Size on 3rd Street

She’s Sexy. She’s Dark. She’s Italian. She’s Bianconi.

By Hadley Tomicki
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It was amid some enchanted moment between a blue lobster, flickering candlelight and your smoke-shrouded cocktail that the realization struck.

This relationship was going to work.

Between you and Bianconi, a particularly attractive new Italian restaurant seducing you into handmade pastas, exotic crustaceans and wood-grilled meats, opening tonight from Via Veneto’s Fabrizio Bianconi. This slideshow is a doozy.

The former Ortolan is now this come-hither sanctuary for your dates and special-occasion dinners. Sit for Cuban Manhattans and mezcal sours at the central bar before slipping into something more edible under the atrium, on the sidewalk patio or beside the fireplace.

At this point, you may eat like some form of royalty. Handmade tonnarelli with blue lobster imported from the Mediterranean. Gargantuan prime tomahawk steaks straight off the wood-fired grill. Tartare of Sicilian shrimp. Other things from this very menu.

Dinner will eventually conclude, but you’ll feel a pressing desire to never leave. So you’ll retreat to the lounge under brick arches on your left to take on some Hot Italian Lovers.

The drink. Not the people.

Hadley Tomicki lives in Los Angeles. He is probably going nowhere on the 10 Freeway this very second.

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