Bella Vista

You'll find this place tucked down Victoria Street, where the smell of proper garlic and basil hits you before you've even pushed through the door. The dining room feels like someone's nonna decided to open her front room to strangers – mismatched chairs, wine bottles as candlesticks, and that comfortable chaos that only comes from a kitchen that's actually cooking, not just reheating. The menu sticks to what works: handmade pasta that has the right bite, pizza bases that aren't trying to be trendy sourdough nonsense, and sauces that taste like they've been simmering since breakfast. It's the kind of Italian restaurant where the staff remember your usual order and the tiramisu actually tastes like it should.