Well, we get into the restaurant and you know the stereotypical Italian mother? That is the hostess. Inside the restaurant is just as cute as the outside and when we get to the table, they give us our bread, with olives and jalepeno's on the side, as well as olive oil and balsamic vinegar. And then, the waiter comes to us and starts talking to us in Italian.
I ordered a Manicoti, which is spinach and cheese inside a big piece of pasta. Lucy ordered something that we couldn't pronounce, and the waiter tried to teach us to say it properly. Fatima ordered salmon with Alfredo sauce.
All in all, it was very delicious, and I am glad that I finally made the time to try it out.