but not without one last visit to Andreoli Italian Grocer with Chuck’s cousin Raina and her husband Jesse. I know that I risk being repetitious having written so often about what I have concluded is my favorite restaurant of our five-plus years of travels. So text will be brief and photos many—both to tantalize you and to torment me.
Our recent lunch began with not just one but two orders of Calameretti del Sacrestano or fresh marinated and grilled calamari.
So with the preliminaries over, where do we go from there? You did know that there would be more, didn’t you? Chuck said he would be happy with a repeat of the Maresciallo. Jesse was his usual easy-going self and basically said “whatever.” And Raina and I had other ideas.
So we did repeat the Maresciallo; this time for two and not four. Plus more bread.
I wanted the Abbuffino or focaccia bread with spicy calabrese salami and smoked mozzarella cheese. The house-made focaccia is so rich with olive oil that when the sandwich is pressed a thin and crisp crust is formed.
And we leave you with the words that are emblazoned on t-shirts worn by many regular customers “Everybody loves Rosario.”
To review the role of Adler, Kitty Humbug, and the Addie rating system, read the November 14, 2011 blog.
One night, Jesse drove us up one of the hillsides for these views of metropolitan Phoenix.