We're going out for Italian food at 230. The restaurant is one of the older Italian restaurants in town. One of the few left from most of the restaurants that started at the end of World War II. Most of the others went out of business.

The people who own the restaurant were from the original Little Italy area of town where my dad grew up. (Irish-Luxembourg kid, growing up in Little Italy...I bet that was an interesting childhood)

I already know what I'm having.

Fried ravioli for an appetizer. Spaghetti and meatballs, and garlic bread.

I miss the cheese bread that they used to make. They'd cover the bread in garlic butter, and then cover that in grated parmesean cheese. Then they'd fry it, put more butter on it and then coat it in more parmesean cheese. (ohmygosh it was tasty!) They dont do it that way any more.

It's too bad that they still charge for refills on pop there, and the glasses they use for pop are really skinny and not very tall. So, you get something like 3 sips and you're out of pop. (they put tons of ice in it too) So, I'll have to remember to just get water to drink.