Its 6:00 pm on a Saturday night. Do you know where your Grandparents are?!?!?!
I do. I'd bet my ass they are at Fratello's.
Holy old people. I was surprised an AARP card wasn't required for entry. Its a small restaurant and the decibel at which people were talking was outrageous. I guess I should have expected this will all the hearing aids in house, but it made our dinner almost unbearable. At one point during my meal I heard someone say very loudly "call 911!" and I scrambled to dig my cell out of my purse. I was about to hit send when I realized that someone at the table behind us was telling a joke and the 911 reference was the punch line. You don't joke about that shit with this kind of crowd.
The food was eh. Your typical Italian, but very bland. I had to douse my entree with Parmesan and red pepper flakes just so it had some flavor. I also thought it was pricey for what it was.
Fratello's secured a spot on my local letdown list. There are plenty of other non-chain Italian restaurants in the area that blow this place out of the water. If its still in business in 40 years and elderly stomach prevents me from eating anything with actual taste, I may be back. But until then, Peace...and Depends.