The girls and I hit the town last night- no holding back. We went for it. Now, there are many different definitions of "hitting the town", to stop any wayward minds... we went out to dinner. But it wasn't just any "out to dinner" night. We finally made reservations at Cucina Toscana. Something we've talked about for too long. (For those of you who aren't in the "know", this is frequently quoted as the best Italian restaurant in SLC, if not the best restaurant period.) The smiles started from the parking lot- where the parking lot attendant's gesturing, body language and then accent clearly marked him as "not from the US"- but straight from Italy. Our table happened to be right next to the owners family. His son was home from college and he made a big show of feeding his wife and son while greeting all his guests- (which continued to be the high-rollers of Salt Lake.) Our waiter Wyatt was excellent- but maybe too excellent, because he was the one the owner constantly pulled aside to do things for him or his family- which consequently left us waiting from time to time. But the food... This particular night, at least for me, was a celebration of my new freedom to eat. It was worth every piece of plain brown rice to enjoy the amazing culinary expertise we experienced last night. Caesar salad prepared table side, fettuccine, ravioli, and a fruit sauce pork, followed of course by dessert- chocolate molten cake on top of gelato and a cannoli. Divine. I have not been that "round" from eating in a very long time. I might have gained back a few pounds from that one meal alone. Yes, the bill was... more... but the experience! Nothing beats a night on the town with the girls. They are the best company and friends I could ask for.
(of course we forgot our cameras, Anya got a few on her phone so perhaps she will post some on her blog. I am sad- because let's face it. Blogs with out pictures are mostly boring.)
Saturday, April 19, 2008
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OK you have got to find a way to lose the orange text(despite comments of the greatness of orange, it can clash with blue.
V
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