One of the sad truths that go along with working retail is the business that comes from three-day weekends. I barely had time to breathe yesterday, [hence my lack of blog post yesterday], but I had a nice lil break when my hunny took me out to a nice, fancy dinner date. We’ve made this an annual event – taking one day out the year and treating ourselves to time alone with a nice meal – at a restaurant we wouldn’t normally go to on a semi-frequent basis.
If you haven’t been to Ristorante Lombardo on Hertel Avenue in Buffalo, New York, I suggest you get off your butt and go.
I kind of had no idea what to expect when we walked in, mostly because I don’t normally dress in a pencil skirt and pumps to go out to dinner. The restaurant itself was gorgeous – dim lighting, gold ceilings, paintings on the wall, the staff was more than pleasant, and the food…oh my god. I can honestly say it is the best meal I’ve had in my 24 years of life. Being Italian, I can be somewhat picky when it comes to eating Italian anywhere but my own home, but let me shout from the rooftops that this food compares to nothing I’ve ever eaten in my life. I had Eggplant al Forno and ate the entire thing. No shame.
I’ve probably driven past this restaurant 86,000 times since Jon lives in the neighborhood surrounding Hertel and I could kick myself for never going here before. But I’ll definitely be back again. xoxo.