Adrianne put it into words. Every time someone walked in the door, she'd lean over and whisper in my ear: "Nino family"!
Yesterday, I met Bobby (above in the photo with Tom), a stunt man, a stunt physician, ran into someone I knew from my Criminal Court Complex days, and an old friend from graduate school. We stuck to our Italian favorites, while others opted for the Philly Cheese Steak sandwich. The consensus was BEST Philly Cheese Steak Sandwich and Pizza in town, and that was from the rest of the patrons! We didn't get as far as a pasta critique.
All I can say about that was, I was very happy to get the last piece of catfish and the lasagna was definitely the best in my book.
Look at those knotted homemade breadsticks!
The wine flowed. The heat and humidity were high, but that just pushed us outside to the bench boothes to continue our visit. One of these days I'm going to come and stay the whole time, so I can get the full Saturday afternoon at Nino's experience. Besides, there's a great story here yet to share, but it needs a photo that I don't have yet. Thanks again to Tom and Adrianne, Nino and the Nino's Family! Happy Sunday!
Comments