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| - In meeting my fabbbbbbulously fabulous friends I studied nutrition with
in Toronto, they decided to take me to Terroni.
I knew it was going to be a great big fat Italian experience upon
opening the glass doors. Who cares what the food tastes like! This
place looked incredible. High ceilings, walls of what I'm sure are the
best wines, and wood detailing with rich colors. Wait, it smelled way
too good in there to not care about the food.
I knew we were in a serious spot when asked if I wanted my water iced,
sparkling, bottled, etc etc. It always catches me off guard as I'm
usually not the fanciest of pants. The waitress was somewhat alright I
suppose. Wasn't the friendliest and my friends agreed. She did however
bring us fabulous bread and olive oil. Something so simple yet so
pleases me.
I was rather overwhelmed with the menu, primarily because I sucked at
pronoucing things and was afraid the waitress would kick me out if I
didn't say it right. We all went with pizzas and I opted for the Li
Pecuri with tomato, mozzarella, goat cheese, sundried tomatoes,
arugola, and parmigiano. It was ammmmmazingly delish! Still hasn't
beat the best pizza I've ever had (Pizzeria Regina in Boston) but it
was tasty all the same.
My belly senses (equivalent to spidey senses) tell me I need to eat
some different pasta dishes here. I fully intend to when I return some
day.
Until then, I'll dream of traditional bolognese ragù.
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