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| - I went there last night with my good friend E.J. We are very discriminating when it comes to Italian food-- ( I.e.picky) and didn't hold back. She got the lasagna, I got the cavateli, and we both got salads, cheesy garlic bread. I also got a gin and tonic, which I order in an annoying way every where I go- gin on the rocks, tonic back (on the side). E.J. also got a cannoli. This food was so good, I didn't know if I should eat it, or just rub it all over my face. You know what I'm talking about. My cavatelli was so fabulous, and there was so MUCH of it, I swear my nonna was in the back. E.J hoovered hers down like Trump was deporting her tomorrow. And, the server brought my drink to me just like I asked. The cannoli looked great, but I couldn't think about it. I was too jammed full. I want to tell you to go there, go there right now!! But, I want to be able to get in whenever I want. But, as a good person it's my duty to tell you, go. The pizza looks great, too. Do this-- get the pasta there and get pizza to go and freeze it. Unless you live close. If that's the case, good luck. A year from now they're going to be cutting you out of your house.
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