Did I mention in my Last Post that I like the corner table? Well… I was sitting right by the workstation where the Dominick’s waiters and waitresses were. So, “What’s not to like?”
I think in the future, I’m just going to stick with a stromboli, steak salad, or whatever My choice happens to be on the next go round. I had a tartufo for dessert to die for and a coffee to go along with it. The tartufo probably had enough sugar in it to fly the Battlestar Galactica and, “It was big!”
So… Yeah… Next time I think dessert will be the meal in and of itself. It’s a good thing I walked the 2.4 miles there and back. “I’d be running across the ceiling of this apartment if I’d gotten a ride!”