OK, here it comes…. the drunken post, not so much drunken as tipsy. Dinner tonight, I picked Battista’s. This was recommended by my student (BOB thank you) earlier this year but in June we found out the place was closed at lunch. It was AWESOME!!!! You choose soup (minestrone) or salad with Italian dressing, they bring you bread, and RED or WHITE wine. The menu on the wall looks much like the one in the phone book. OMG good food. Then there was this Little old man that played “back home again in Indiana”… Damn IT I gave him five bucks. So my dinner, a ribeye steak (klt said it was a cowboy cut, cause I have never seen one like that) with a red sauce to die for; with mushrooms and this green (basil, garlic) pasty stuff. There was a side of past — who cared. Then the capichinno. YUM!
Then there was a fight.
Then I was apparently a flaming bitch.
Then I decided to gamble….start 60 bucks end 175 and hey I tipped the waitress and the dealers(10). Superstitions are hard to overcome.
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