One of our favorite restaurants is Bizzarro in Wallingford. We haven’t been eating out as much — thanks to Summer garden successes and other catered meals — and last week, Mr. T nominated Bizzarro after a household carbo-loading planning discussion. It’s a little pricier than a daily spot, but justified whenever I start to fantasize about their fig-gorgonzola-red-wine-reduction starter. I’d been thinking about it for days. I was also looking forward to their spicy puttanesca.
Note to self: make reservations. Then you won’t be disappointed a place is unexpectedly closed for a private gathering.
We went to another pasta place 2 blocks away. Paled. The service was really good, so I won’t call ’em out here.