My little Italian was in the mood for a little italian, so we went to Aldo's Italian Restaurant and Lounge on Wilmington Island off of Johnny Mercer. The place is new, sleek and upscale. We were surprised to find something this nice in a shopping center.
Mr. Fettucini: Excuse me while I wipe away a tear from my eye. Aldo's gravy reminded me of Grandmom's (that's gravy as in red sauce). Momma Mia!!! Now this is Italian. I ordered the bracciola over pasta. Aldo gave me an offer I couldn't refuse. He said he would give me a meal I wouldn't forget. Forget about it??? No way.
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, I ordered the eggplant parmigiano. The eggplant slices were thin and delicate. Perfection. Our meal was so great that Mr. Fettucini may never ask me to cook again. Actually, he asks all the time but I never listen, dahlings.
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
Aldo's: 4 1/2
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