By Jasmin St. Claire

Being a native New Yorker is sometimes an advantage in West L.A. For one, I've always been better at cursing out cab drivers than the locals. There are disadvantages, too: I'm saddled with a New Yorker's palate. It craves the flavors and ambiance of the kind of old-school Italian restaurant you'd find in one of the boroughs.

But I made my home in L.A. because I love it, and as part of the compromise that comes with romance, I've learned to bite my tongue and smile politely whenever friends tell me they've found a true New York Italian restaurant here. That is, until a recent visit to Vincenzo's Restaurant in Santa Monica.

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