Harry’s Bar

A Venice institution that is famous for being a watering hole for legendary bon vivants, including Ernest Hemingway who drank here when in town. Unfortunately, while the interiors remain the same, the quality of the food does not justify the insane prices, especially when compared with meals at newer neighborhood places like Al Covo. Come for a Bellini—it’s where the cocktail of white peach juice and Prosecco was invented—and make a toast to the good old days, but go elsewhere for dinner. The tables with a view are on the upstairs terrace. Yes, the bar was founded by Giuseppe Cipriani, and this branch is still overseen by his son, Arrigo, but it has no connection to the Hotel Cipriani on Guidecca. Arrigo’s son, Giuseppe, has exported the brand with locations in New York, London and Sardinia. The patrons of those outposts always pay homage to the original when they come to town so it’s still a magnet for people watching. You may spot Sir Elton or art world forces who cram in during Biennale. In warmer months, Harry’s Dolci on the Giudeccaserves sweets and light meals at outdoor tables, and is definitely worth a visit.