
Welcome to Le Fontane Restaurant, a family-owned Italian restaurant in Katonah, NY offering authentic Italian cuisine in a warm and welcoming atmosphere. Our menu features homemade pastas, fresh seafood, grass-fed beef, and traditional Italian specialties prepared with high-quality ingredients and attentive service. Join us for lunch, dinner, happy hour, or special occasions with friends, family, and business gatherings. We also offer takeout, catering, and private dining, making Le Fontane the perfect place to enjoy a true taste of Italy in Northern Westchester.
Familiar Southern Italian flavors cooked up in a homey, traditional setting with a patio.
Hours
| Thursday | 12–9:30 PM |
| Friday | 12–9:30 PM |
| Saturday | 12–9:30 PM |
| Sunday | 12–9:30 PM |
| Monday | Closed |
| Tuesday | 12–9:30 PM |
| Wednesday | 12–9:30 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 137 Somerstown Turnpike, Katonah, NY 10536
Phone: (914) 232-9619
Website: https://www.lefontanerestaurant.com/
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Reviews
The excellent homemade Limoncello sealed the deal at the end of the dinner, courtesy of the owner…
The food was good. We enjoyed different entrée from the menu. Overall a good experience. Will definitely be back soon.
The food was delicious!
We just got married and it was the perfect lunch to celebrate ✨ would recommend this place hands down ❤️
The restaurant itself is gorgeous. Inside? Romantic, cozy, private enough that you don’t feel like you’re third wheeling the next table over. Outside? Straight-up fairytale vibes. If a raccoon in a tuxedo had brought me a glass of wine, I wouldn’t even have questioned it.
The staff? Elite. We weren’t just served, we were guarded, pampered, doted on like royalty. I swear they had a sixth sense — the second I thought “hmm, my water’s low,” someone appeared out of thin air with a refill like some hydration wizard. Plates? Cleared so fast I started to wonder if I had hallucinated the whole meal.
The food, though. Oh. My. God. My blueberry margarita was so good it rearranged my DNA. The calamari? Perfectly crisp, light, and dunked into a spicy marinara that made me want to shout profanities of happiness. If they bottled that sauce, I’d buy it by the gallon.
For dinner, I had chicken francese that was so tender I’m convinced the chef tucked each piece into bed the night before, read it a story, and whispered affirmations into its little chicken ear. My boyfriend’s shrimp & scallop rigatoni? I stole one bite, and that sauce belongs in a museum.
Then came tiramisu. The staff sang happy birthday and I blushed like a kid on stage at a school play, but let’s be real — if you don’t end your birthday with dessert and applause, did it even happen?
Final thoughts: If the food apocalypse comes, I’m building a bunker under Le Fontane. This is not “just a restaurant.” This is the reason I believe in love.