I wasn't offended at all, as it immediately took me back to the days in my own family's restaurant. That late hour, between lunch and dinner (we didn't serve lunch, but there was always someone in the restaurant prepping for the upcoming evening's meals) was a time when there was usually only family and staff milling around.
Inevitably, someone would yell something from the kitchen or the back room, thinking they were the only ones in the place. And anyone who was sitting at the "family table" (every family restaurant has one - usually in the corner, either by the cash register, in the corner of the lounge or near the kitchen) would yell an answer back. And as in this case, they owner didn't think anyone was there, because who in their right mind has lunch at 1:45 in the afternoon? I turned to look just in time to see the woman take her seat at the family table, next to her husband, the restaurant's owner.
When you first walk in, you're struck by all the chianti bottles hanging from the ceiling. The drop ceiling is made from a large open lattice, which gives the impression of a trellis for grapes. It in fact looked just like the structure in my grandparents backyard in the Bronx, where grapes actually did crawl all over it and were delicious enough to eat.
For lunch, Ed had the Mostaccioli Michelle; mostaccioli pasta baked in the oven with chopped bell peppers, mushrooms, meatballs, tomato sauce, ricotta and mozzarella cheeses. It looked good, but I didn't ask for a bite because I was busy with my own food.
I had the Stuffed Eggplant Parmigiana; fresh eggplant stuffed with meatballs, mushrooms and ricotta cheese with a side of spaghetti. I can almost never pass up eggplant and really liked the taste of it. I wasn't in love with the flavor of their sauce but the dish did give me an idea of something to make in the truck. With summer coming and eggplants being in season, I think I'll be making more of it myself.
My favorite part of the whole restaurant decor were these grape lamps that hovered over each wall table. I wanted to rip them right off and put them in my purse. They were purple ones and amber ones and there was even a similar amber colored chandelier of grapes hanging above our head. Isn't this a beautiful lamp? I want one for the truck.
My favorite part of the whole experience was their story, from how they met to when they bought the restaurant, which was featured in a framed article on the wall inside the front entry of the restaurant. You can read it HERE.
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