about the crappy waitress at Roberto Passon Sunday night. We almost ate here, for about the 12th time. (Just to clarify: I will go back another 12 times; the food's seriously good, especially when a woman is manning the brick oven.)
AS I say over at the base camp, just posted, it's better than a cock sandwich at Guantanamo. Bob's fusilli really looked stomach-churning but tasted great.
A k a Regina Schrambling, I write once a week at the base camp but come across things between Sundays that are worth sharing. I suspect my emailing list is plumb tuckered out from clicking on everything I send around, though. And so I’ve sold my soul to the Google.
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What about the food at Roberto Passon's?
AS I say over at the base camp, just posted, it's better than a cock sandwich at Guantanamo. Bob's fusilli really looked stomach-churning but tasted great.
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