Seattle Restaurant: Andaluca
It doesn’t take much to impress my palate. I’m usually content with eating leftovers, especially when Ponzi prepares ‘em all mixed-up and lookin’ like a new meal. She must be hungry, because she’s been looking at food sites all afternoon (which, I suppose is better than looking at purse sites). Ponzi then announces that we’re going to Andaluca for dinner tonight. I’m thinking: “Since when did the village from ‘Fiddler on the Roof’ get a restaurant?”
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