If one restaurant defines the new Venice, it's this. Carve out a slip on the communal table between the hipsters and yuppies, or get your own slab of wood on the elegant stone terrace, and dine on imaginative small plates (raw yellowtail spiced with chili and mint and drenched in olive oil and blood orange) and sensational thin-crust, wood-fired pizza.
Many of its pizzas, blackened fish plates, an assortment of deli salads, pork meatball subs and a brisket bahn mi are available at GTA (Gjelina Take Away) next door. Order at the counter and grab a seat on the bench or a milk crate on the stone patio. Seriously. Sit on the damn milk crate!