Bistro di Marino

Sixteen hour workday today. And I'm tired. Enjoyed some wine last night but I got home early so I went to sleep almost on time. Still, I'm tired. I'll wake up in a couple hours - fully wake up, that is.

So, I will not be creative today but I will give you a review and overview of the restaurant a few friends and I dined at last night.

Bistro di Marino... (this one is worth a link although their website isn't much as of yet)... http://www.bistrodimarino.com/.

We arrived on time as it's only a couple minutes away from our house and the pretty girl behind the tiny little host stand asked us to wait just a couple minutes while they cleared and reset our table. Ok... no prob... we'll go out for a smoke. While out for said smoke, one friend and I looked up and saw an older woman staring at us through the window... dirty look and all. I think she may have pointed. It wasn't pretty. Just a moment or so later the hostess stuck her head out the door... "would you mind if I sat them?". She needed to get the cranky ladies out of her hair. "Sure, go ahead, we're still waiting for a fourth to get here anyway."

We did eventually get sat and started to enjoy our meal. Earlier in the day the bistro had called me to confirm my reservations. Luckily I was by my phone so I got to speak to them. Unfortunately, the special menu that they were serving provided pretty much nothing but meat or fish selections. I don't do fish and it's Lent so I couldn't do meat. I brought this problem up to them, they pretty much assured me that they'd work with me. Cool.

So, I ordered the eggplant stuffed with mozzarella and tomatoes for my appetizer. Tasty. Very tasty. And I was looking forward to a double order (or entree sized order) of gnocchi in a blush sauce. No meat, no worries for me. Dessert was cannoli though I have to admit I only took one bite because I usually lose interest in dessert at these things. I like dessert but after a few courses of real sustenance, it just loses it's flair... sometimes. Last night was one of those times.

That's when the hostess asked us if we'd mind moving. We didn't mind but we wanted to get it over with. Though it is quite odd to ask your tables to move, especially once they've started eating.

My dinner was delightful, I'd order it again - assuming it's offered on the regular menu. But, my friends did not enjoy their meals. Said they were bland and the peppercorns were too big. And then one of them was unhappy with the cannolis. Said she got a big chunk of ice in them. I dunno, I only took one bite. And a full bite of whipped cream because I thought it was ice cream. It really did look like ice cream, the way it was lumped onto my plate.

As usual, we laughed alot and enjoyed each other's company. Good times, good times. But, man, am I beat today. And I've got a paper to write for school.