Little Toni's, a North Hollywood staple, is where you go to satiate that inner void only carbs can fill, in portions so generous you'd think they're trying to prep you for hibernation. The service was a little slow but the host and server were very kind. However, let’s starting with their spaghetti and meat sauce, it's as if they've mistaken your plate for a pasta boat, sailing on a red sea of their thick, rich sauce, with a cargo heavy enough to make a lesser vessel capsize.
But the true star of the show is their lasagna, a dish that could easily be the edible equivalent of a warm blanket on a cold night. It's layers upon layers of pasta, cheese, and meat, constructed with the precision of a master architect. Each slice is a hearty, weighty testament to traditional Italian comfort food, with meatballs that are less like mere spheres of meat and more like flavor planets, dense with taste and orbiting a sun of savory, homemade sauce.
In short, Little Toni's doesn't just serve a meal; they serve a gustatory experience akin to a bear hug from an Italian grandmother, leaving you not only incredibly full but also wondering if any other lasagna will ever match up. It's the culinary equivalent of a symphony where the meatballs are the drums, the sauce is the strings, and each forkful creates a harmonious melody that resonates long after the last note is played.
