A recent excursion downtown to the restaurant Otto reminded us of why we love Mario Batali. Not only are we strong believers that redheads do it better, but add a bit of Italiano in there and we’re sold. Otto is absolutely one of our favorite places to have a sniff of vino rosso, a little nosh, and, of course, some absolutely-to-die-for olive oil gelato. The superlatives could rage out of control on this one, kiddos. Amongst our other fave Batali joints? Del Posto (bellisima), Italian Wine Merchants (drinktastic), and Babbo (how do you say fabu in Italian?)
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Molto, Molto, Molto
A recent excursion downtown to the restaurant Otto reminded us of why we love Mario Batali. Not only are we strong believers that redheads do it better, but add a bit of Italiano in there and we’re sold. Otto is absolutely one of our favorite places to have a sniff of vino rosso, a little nosh, and, of course, some absolutely-to-die-for olive oil gelato. The superlatives could rage out of control on this one, kiddos. Amongst our other fave Batali joints? Del Posto (bellisima), Italian Wine Merchants (drinktastic), and Babbo (how do you say fabu in Italian?)
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