Casa di Amore

Casa di Amore feels a bit like a vintage Vegas stage set: Red wallpaper, giant black-and-white photos of long-gone casinos, vinyl booths with enormous plates of old-fashioned Italian food as the cause of it all. The clientele comprises a odd mix of just-off-work businessmen, carb-loading young locals, celebrating families, and Sin City veterans who remember the old days this restaurant evokes. Augmenting the ambience are an assortment of lounge acts of the humble "two violinists" or "a guy and his keyboard" variety. But, really, what else would you want to hear in this place than a Casiotone version of "That's Amore?"