On Tuesday evening, after our bust of a bike ride to the zoo (NOT), Jonathan wanted to have Burger King for dinner, but we did not. So we compromised. We walked over to BK with him and watched him purchase his dinner, then we walked him back to the hotel room. Mike and I then walked across the street a block or so and ate at a fancy pasta place.
THE most expensive pasta we've ever eaten. It was yummy, but it was PASTA. Sfoglina's was the name (I think) and it means a female master pasta maker. All the pasta is made in-house, very authentic. Not huge servings, very very tasty. But one of THE most expensive dinners we've ever bought. Ever. It's up there with Ruth's Chris Steak House prices and we didn't even have any meat! I had some fettucini and Mike had tortellini. Oh, I guess some of his pasta had some sausage in the filling, but not a lot. Yes it was yummy, and yes the dessert chocolate cake was really REALLY good, and it was so nice of our waitress to throw in some vanilla/cherry gelato "Because you can't have cake without Ice Cream, right?" Um, yeah. i can. But it was good. Just crazy expensive. Oh well. It's vacation, right? I'm just so glad that we didn't insist that Jonathan come with us because I doubt he would have liked it and . . . well, with it that expensive, we might have decided to leave. Maybe.
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