The Yats, locals with an accent often mistaken for Brooklyn, congregate at this pink palace of Creole Italian cooking. There’s nothing fancy about Mandina’s. It’s the kind of place where you can accompany a meal of turtle soup, speckled trout amandine, or spaghetti with several rounds of Old Fashioneds (and you should). The volume increases at night as big tables of families and friends get carried away. Note: cash only.