If a guy's specialty is putting men in sand-blasted jeans, he's not necessarily also a great restaurateur.
But apparently Roberto Cavalli can do both.
He's the guy with the restaurant named after him on a strip of South Beach that has suddenly become the hottest place to spot a Bugatti.
And inside Cavalli, there's no doubt a fashion designer weighed in on the choices, from leopard and floral print tablecloths to hand-painted plates. Sounds all crazy, right? Nope, it works, thanks in part to a matching clientele who look right off the runway.
So does the food, like the pair of scallops in a complicated miso sauce that reveals just how much skill went into cooking it. Follow it with pasta, just like the Italians do, namely the wild boar ravioli in a truffle cream sauce.
Dessert? Uh-huh. And after you dive into panna cotta with caramel bananas, burn it off upstairs where a DJ pumps oomph-oomph music in a room with wild neon lights and mirrors.
Sand-blasted jeans are optional.
Price: 4 (out of 4)
Noise: 3 (out of 4)
Parking: Valet; street
Scene: Glammed-out diners of absolutely every age eat late and then party until it's early.
Hot seat: Under the stars out front for dinner and then upstairs by the DJ booth later.
Nearby: Prime 112; Tongue & Cheek; Prime Fish