"Aita is in Clinton Hill, and it looks like the country home that you don’t own—complete with old art on the walls, a bunch of wooden furniture, and a little chandelier. This place provides a nice break from the trash-and-pigeon-filled streets of NYC, and it also happens to serve some pretty good Italian food. Bring friends, and have some oxtail ravioli and whatever fried vegetable is currently available." - team infatuation