To enter, you’ll walk through perhaps the prettiest courtyard in town, framed by twinkly-lit trees and tables. It’s a magical setting, shared with the restaurant’s cocktail lounge sibling, Botanist, for whom Paradiso prepares bar bites. But do go inside for a full menu and bohemian-chic decor. With soaring ceilings, high-hung windows, and plants aplenty, the space evokes a glammy greenhouse redo straight out of Architectural Digest. The menu features dishes from the wood-fired grill, fresh pastas, and seafood. We slurped down briny East Coast oysters dressed with a lovely grapefruit–Fresno chile mignonette to start. A smoked beet salad was less exciting than its menu description, but an order of fried baby artichokes made up for it. Next up was a small pizza, with the best vegetable toppings we’ve had: slices of confit potato zinged-up with tangy pickled shallots and a habanero-carrot relish. Whole grilled branzino, big enough for two, had wonderful crispy skin topped with zesty salsa verde; flanking it was a side of tender chickpeas cooked with tomatoes (had we known, we’d have skipped the white shell beans, which were good, though not as tender).