As you get older your tastes naturally become more refined, so refined, in fact, that your discerning palate will apparently one day only accept Werther's Originals. To see how maturity plays out in terms of Italian restaurants, you'll have to hit Gemellato Ristorante.
From the twins behind long-running counter service institution Ricobene's, GR's taking things upscale with marble tables, a handsome dark wood 'n granite bar, and walls covered in scenes culled from Italian vineyards, far preferable to Scenes culled from an Italian Restaurant, as Brenda only looks good after many bottles of red and white.
The menu's deep on Italian flavor, with primi like grilled shrimp diablo swimming in garlic and spicy marinara, housemade Italian sausage sauteed w/ peppers and onions, and littlenecks steamed in rosemary, white wine, and toasted garlic, though that's par for the course for anyone who's that into cloves.
From there snag daily fresh-made pastas like 'shroom 'n ricotta-stuffed ravioli in a Marsala cream sauce, and seafood-studded linguine in white wine marinara topped with crispy calamari, or go big with the breaded veal chop Milanese that's pounded tender with the bone in, so clearly it's trying to break into the food p*rn industry.
And to lubricate both socially and esophageally, they've got close to 60 global vinos, with an emphasis on Italians, though if the old people you know now are any indication, your tastes will refine to be oddly racist against them.