by Sarah Bennett
Somewhere in my dreams, there is a little neighborhood Italian cafe, like the ones in Bologna (or New York, for that matter), with butcher paper on the tables and a jovial chef who can make his mother's specialty pastas and will charge you a fraction of what they're worth.
The cheese tastes fresher, the bread is crustier, and words like "local" and "homemade" are a given, not a selling point. In Los Angeles, this place is All' Angolo ("the Corner"), a 16-seat authentic Italian cafe disguised as Koreatown's favorite place for takeout pizza.
Source: http://www.laweekly.com/
