My wife and I recently ate out at a "Fine" Italian restaurant. My wife ordered the chicken fettuccine alfredo and I ordered the four cheese lasagna.
I moved to Las Vegas in 1992, and believe it or not, I have been wanting to eat at this restaurant since I first heard of it 16 years ago. I don't care who you are but 16 years is a long time to be anticipating a dinner at a restaurant.
The interior of the restaurant was beautiful; dark hardwood covered the walls, tables draped with fine linen tablecloths, the silverware was heavy and expensive.
Our salads arrived and were fresh and tasty.
We could smell the aroma of other dinners culinary delights as they exited from the kitchen. The perfectly attired waiters and waitress's knew how to professionally place and serve the plates of well presented food and glasses of fine wine in front of their eagerly awaiting guests.
Finally it was our turn. As the waiter placed our food on the table in front of us we could hardly contain our enthusiasm not to mention our forks. After all, this was a dinner 16 years in the maki ...Read the full article