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With more sports-blasting TVs than tables (or so it seems, especially when the 90-inch big screen is unfurled), a heavily tanned and tattooed waitstaff, and gleaming metal fixtures, this Italian eatery provides Bay Ridge’s rowdy singles crowd with a sort of Roxbury: The Restaurant. The typical weekend scene is loud and preening, with groups of bachelorettes picking at their Caesars, and slick-looking twenty-somethings forking over way too much cash for entrees like thick breaded pork chops and less-than-al-dente rotelle in a smoky tomato cream sauce. On the brighter side, the light, chocolate-flecked tiramisu is superb. Plus, in the summertime, a sidewalk café setting affords a break from the nightclub ambience inside, as well as a fantastic view of the towering Verrazano Bridge. — Jon Steinberg

Breaded pork chops, $21; tiramisu, $7