The place to go for an upscale Italian dinner for a generation, the Dunraven Inn is tucked away in the trees on Colo. 66, halfway before it dead-ends. Countless renditions of the Mona Lisa hang on the walls and more than $16,000 worth of dollar bills wallpaper the bar. The Italian dishes are uniformly good, from lobster ziti to chicken parmesan, and there are also steaks and seafood specialties. I’m a fan of the gorgonzola-stuffed filet mignon and the namesake dish, the Lord Dunraven, a center-cut charbroiled sirloin steak.