Confusingly, this stand-out Italian was previously attached to the next door hotel, accessible via a golf buggy across the beach. But the newly-opened Westin pinched this prime location on opening in 2008. Luckily, that’s all that’s changed about this seafront stalwart. Set on two floors, the more laid-back, open-air top level serves probably the best thin-crust pizza in the city while the kitchen below sends out more refined fare. Here, the menu is long – though helpfully, starts with a one-page chef’s selection of house specials. The pastas – which go heavy on the bacon (none of your strange smoked beef and turkey substitutes here) – are always perfectly al dente, but if you’re not in the mood to carb-load, there’s lobster and steaks aplenty. The wooden terrace is a prime spot on a balmy night, but the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the indoor space mean it’s packed year-round.