Kathryn Altamore tipped me off to a joint in Illinios that we should check out - Altamore Ristorante.
So we did.
Here's Petey outside the entrance to the restaurant. You enter through the back and park back there as well. |
Here's the entrance. Can you hear Sinatra singing already? |
The waiting area is cozy and has things to buy. |
Need any cookies? |
How about some olive oil? |
This is the front. I can't tell you how seeing our name on a building felt. Smiling like goons we were. |
And on a lighted sign? Over the moon! |
The seating area upstairs has a very comfy feel to it and the same goes for the downstairs. |
See? Can you spot Petey? Where's Petey? |
Here's Petey and his new "cousin" Alberto, the proprietor extrodinaire. |
We decided that this needs to be an annual event. Without getting too sentimental I have to say that it was emotional. |
No more Alta-more (like the opposite of less).
It's Alta-mor-eh. Accent on the "mor."
Got it?
I like the new pronunciation! My folks traveled around the country visiting all the cities named Pomeroy (my maiden name) and taking pictures of signs, etc. I always get a kick out of finding a character named Pomeroy in books I read. So I get your emotional reaction to this great find.
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting, Sal. It truly was a great time and a memory we'll hang onto until the next trip.
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