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On my way back from NYC, I decided to drop in on Philly. I used to work there for a time, and one of the things that I really loved was the profusion of good Italian food. You could pretty much just throw a rock down the street and it'd land in front a great Italian joint. One in particular I really liked, so I went by to grab some grub.
The place is still there (a good sign), and the menu hasn't changed much in several years (either a rather good sign or rather bad). I asked the waiter if the chef was the same as from then and he told me that it was (although I think he was a little annoyed that I was asking such a question). So I ordered a dish that I remembered really liking.
Well, you know how sometimes you remember things as being better than they were? That wasn't the case here. I think I would have remembered the very few pieces of chicken that did come with the pasta dish I order as having really big green streaks across the surface. That's the sort of thing you don't forget. Ah well, another thing that you can't go back to.
Posted by Casper at July 9, 2004 09:53 PM