Scopo Divino feels like an old-timey living room where taxidermy thoughts and great wine collide. Settle into a cushy armchair beneath tin ceiling tiles, explore the 1,000-bottle wine library, and let live jazz score your evening. The French and Italian pours are generous, the vanilla crème brûlée cracks just right, and the double patty smashburger has no business being this good at a wine bar.