So Ape and I went to Bellas tonight as part of the gift you guys gave us. I meant to take pics, but promptly forgot. 
Started off with some antipasti. Using the server's recommendation, we selected the carpaccio. The tenderloin was so thin I could see through it and it simply melted in my mouth like FlamingGlory's load. The sauce that came with it was a sour cream sauce with garlic, roast red peppers, and healthy dose of oh-my-fucking-god-this-is-good.
For my main course, I opted for the Newcastle and the salsa marsala. This was veal scallopini in a creamy mushroom sauce, which was awesome. It came complete with rosemary potatoes, which also tasted great in the cream sauce. Lord knows Im a sucker for some cream sauce.
April selected a fine Newcastle as well and the lasagna napoletana, a seriously cheesy lasagna. Her sauce was a tasty tomato basil. Although her plate slightly resembed Rosie O'Donnell's used maxipad, it was quite succulent.
Sadly, all good things must come to an end, which I try to explain to April reguarly after a couple of minutes of sex. Rounding out our oral hand grenade for the evening was the tre brulee. A wonderful Italian twist on the French classic. The three brulees were french vanailla bean, butterscotch, and espresso. Just as the rest of the meal, it was as creamy and delicious asSarcasmos wonko80s kid.
Thank you again UF for a wonderful meal. We're full, fat, and sassy.
Started off with some antipasti. Using the server's recommendation, we selected the carpaccio. The tenderloin was so thin I could see through it and it simply melted in my mouth like FlamingGlory's load. The sauce that came with it was a sour cream sauce with garlic, roast red peppers, and healthy dose of oh-my-fucking-god-this-is-good.
For my main course, I opted for the Newcastle and the salsa marsala. This was veal scallopini in a creamy mushroom sauce, which was awesome. It came complete with rosemary potatoes, which also tasted great in the cream sauce. Lord knows Im a sucker for some cream sauce.
April selected a fine Newcastle as well and the lasagna napoletana, a seriously cheesy lasagna. Her sauce was a tasty tomato basil. Although her plate slightly resembed Rosie O'Donnell's used maxipad, it was quite succulent.
Sadly, all good things must come to an end, which I try to explain to April reguarly after a couple of minutes of sex. Rounding out our oral hand grenade for the evening was the tre brulee. A wonderful Italian twist on the French classic. The three brulees were french vanailla bean, butterscotch, and espresso. Just as the rest of the meal, it was as creamy and delicious as
Thank you again UF for a wonderful meal. We're full, fat, and sassy.
