"Miami’s track record of bad Italian restaurants means even the decent ones stand out. So, sure, Call Me Gaby in Miami Beach may be slightly overpriced and the oblong-shaped pinsas may be forgettable, but you can count on the place whenever you need somewhere to celebrate a birthday or graduation with your family. The picnic-style tables and Lilly Pulitzer-esque throw pillows make the place nice enough for a lunch or dinner that requires forced smiles. And the pastas are reliable, like the pappardelle in a bolognese sauce that has a slight sweetness to balance out the meat. Just book a table ahead of time. If you come without a reservation, expect to be seated on the outdoor couches with low tables that force you to eat your crispy focaccia hunched over like a gremlin. photo credit: CLEVELAND JENNINGS / @EATTHECANVASLLC" - Mariana Trabanino