I was SO excited to introduce my husband to the amazing culinary implosion that is Panini's! We finally got an hour before our bowling league to have some grub at this fine establishment. The restaurant has been SLAMMED since opening and on our particular night we just wandered in.
Although the skeleton of the restaurant harkens back to the vintage "Damon's" that once held court here, it cannot compete with the homey, good natured, competetive atmosphere that this building once possessed. Gone is the separation of the adult-based bar from the rounded booths that seat 6 snivelling children and 2 comatose parents. Years ago any idiotic parent who dragged their child up to the bar to "wait" for an available table gave their children quite an education. No one cares anymore. It is now the drinking, gambling, sports-nut that has to protect children by watching their language and moving over so "junior's" feet don't kick their shins.
We were able to order "true" Panini's - although it took me 20 minutes to locate them on the back side of the menu. I will say that mine was DELICIOUS with a soft white bread and far too wide to bite into!
Sadly, this location has become a Chucky Cheese-like restaurant catering to the young politically-correct parents who refuse to discipline their children.
I miss the days when the restaurant manager lofted a pig trophy over his head and paraded it to my table because I knew how many woman Caeser had slept with. So sad...