Wednesday, July 13, 2011

It's Like Cheers, Where Everybody Knows Your Name. OK, So It's More Like Where Just One Guy Knows Your Face.


We found a new place to dine in our newly adopted home town. Each week on this run, we do a round trip and come back to "home base". We've scoped out a few local restaurants, some of which we've gone back to several times. One of those places is Liberatore’s, a local Italian restaurant.

We've tried everything from the Rustichella (check the menu), to the daily specials, to the eggplant parmigiana, to the gnocchi, to the Pollo Al Pepperoncini (check the menu again), to the tiramisu and cannoli. We approve of everything we've stuffed in our maws.

They don't "officially" have truck parking, but as you know, there are no trails we fear to blaze. We make parking.

Best part about eating there? On just our second time in, the owner stopped at our table and said, "Nice to see you again."

Oh yeah. That's my kind of customer service. We'll definitely be going back.


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1 YEAR AGO:
Social NOTworking
2 YEARS AGO:
Scattergories
3 YEARS AGO:
Time Isn’t The Only Thing That Flies When You’re Having Fun
4 YEARS AGO:
Anything I Want
5 YEARS AGO:
Burglar And Idiot Proof
6 YEARS AGO:
Virginia Is For Lovers

1 comment:

Gil said...

Love that kind of customer service! Now the big question is: do they served your reboiled macaroni or do they cook your macaroni from scratch for each order?