And I made it. Less than 24 hours before our next dining adventure, I have posted my review of last month's dinner, and avoided yet another round of appetizer's on me (actually, on me and Sara, since we share a checking account... sucker).
However, it has been a month since the dinner, and I have forgotten what I ate, if it was good, and where it was for that matter. So...
Hold on. Idea! I am going to go back and look at the previous posts to see where we ate, and whether it was good. Be right back...
Anna's Oven! I was way off. Well, according to the other reviewers it was very good. There was wine and food. Mom had rotisserie chicken, and I imagine if I had eaten some, it would have been awesome. Probably would have been the best chicken I ever had that didn't come out of Grandpa's smoker. Sara had vegetarian lasagna, which I would have probably loved if I tried it. It would have been so good, I could have gone back for seconds or thirds. I probably would have been wowed by the homemade, super-thin noodles. But it isn't like me to eat other people's food, so it's doubtful that I tried either of those things.
But, what did I have? I am going to play it safe and say I had something not too crazy, something like macaroni and cheese. It was probably good - creamy and tasty - but not as good as Sara's lasagna or Mom's chicken. Would I order it again? Not likely - hypothetically, of course. But, that's what I get for presumably ordering macaroni and cheese, with rotisserie chicken and lasagna on the menu. But, oh, how tasty that chicken and lasagna would have been. And with a little wine, rock!
I hope it was the kind of place that's in a neat neighborhood where I have rarely been, like west 39th street or something, and has a laid back feel, cool art on the wall, and, to top it all off, maybe they donate a share of their profits to charity. But what are the chances such a place could exist? A fella can dream, can't he? If Shannon's Cousin - no, no - Anna's Oven, Anna's Oven, Anna's Oven - if Anna's Oven was like that, I would give it a 4.6.
Buy your own appetizers, haters. Wiercinski out.
That was a close call, Wiercinski. Our shared bank account and I thank you. (I was looking forward to an excuse to order a few appetizers, however.)
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