No, I'm not talking about Petey. Ok, he's not the tallest Sicilian on the block but I wouldn't describe him as small - would you?
I'm talkin' food. Italian food.
We couldn't decide where to eat tonight. Certainly not in my kitchen - so where to? We'd been to the Grill House last night and as much as I love the joint - two nights in a row wasn't going to happen.
Petey suggested Fricano's. It's not far although out of town so we felt like real "grown ups" going out.
Fricano's is in a cornfield.
There isn't much in the outdoor
surroundings that lead you to
believe there's going to be good
chow inside. Don't let that
mislead you. Go in!
A few other people dropped in
as well. I don't know how many
people they can seat but it's a
Check out the back of Petey's
head above. And, hehe, look at
it in the lower left corner of the
pic on the right. I don't see a
bald spot - do you?
Hey! These people look like celebrities, don't they? I wonder
who they are?
Outdoor dining. I don't know
why we didn't sit out there. Oh
well. Next time.
Salads and yummy bread.
My husband, the Sicilian, loves a thin, thin pizza.
I like a nice lasagna.
After dinner we hopped in that gondola, grabbed both bottles of wine and went for a delightful ride down the nearest river.
I made that last part up. You know that, don't you?
Good food, wonderful service. Check out Fricano's if you've never been there. If you have - go back again!