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Buca di Beppo Italian Restaurant

I never heard of Buca di Beppo until we went there for breakfast at Harrah’s Atlantic City. It’s a chain that serves Italian food family style (large dishes to share). I love saying the name “Buca di Beppo” over and over. I don’t know how to pronounce it!

Anyway, I don’t think most Buca di Beppos serve breakfast. But the one at Harrah’s did. Kind of a generic breakfast bar. I’d say if you are eating there for breakfast, get the Breakfast Pizza, because that is really good. Taste even better than it looks here.

02 Breakfast Pizza - Buca di Beppo

I wanted to try their famous Half Pound Meatballs, but they weren’t available during breakfast. I knew I had to come back for them. Good thing they have one in Manhattan. It’s above above Planet Hollywood in Times Square.

If you go online and subscribe to their emails, they give you coupon for a free small pasta (which is actually huge –feeds two). I’ve also been getting a lot of other coupons from them too. Todd and I had to strategize what would be the best deal.

We ended up getting the free small Spaghetti Marinara (feeds two) and an order of the Half Pound Meatballs (3 for $16.99 NYC prices). Man, there was so much food! I don’t know if you can tell by the pictures below. It was pretty good. Kind of a smoky taste to it, which I couldn’t tell if it was fake or not, but still good. Nice meatballs!

05 Half Pound Meatballs and Small Spaghetti Marinara - Buca di Beppo

I still get coupons from them in my email. Really good deals, like 20% off during this Labor Day weekend. Plus they have a good happy hour from 3-6pm of apps, beer and wine between $3-6 at the bar. With all these great deals, it’s a wonder why the place was so empty for dinner. Maybe everyone is at Planet Hollywood below.

Buca di Beppo – 1540 Broadway (b/t 7th Ave & 46th St) New York, NY 10036

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Martorano’s (Atlantic City)

Our first food stop on this Atlantic City press tour, we went to Martorano’s at Harrah’s casino. To be honest, I was a little intimidated when I saw a picture of the owner, Martorano. I do not want to cross this guy.

But this place is awesome. It’s fancy with a bunch of TV screens showing mobster movies. There are no prices on the menu, which meant it’s good and expensive …which from what I understand was a selling point. The wine menu did have prices …to which the waiter kept pointing me to the $700-800 bottles of wine. I quickly scanned the menu, because I didn’t want to be the asshole who ordered the $700 bottle. I chose the cheapest one I could find –$175.

Yo Cuz is Martorano’s catchphrase. It’s a tattoo on his arm and the name of this awesome martini. Get it with the Black Truffle Cheese Olives. Todd is so hooked on these, he won’t stop talking about them. He’s going to try make his own, but I keep telling him I think there is vermouth in it because it’s a martini. He won’t believe me.

02 Yo Cuz Martini - Martorano's

Then they kept bringing out the food. I think these are the best Meatballs I’ve ever had. They are so much better than the places in my Brooklyn Italian neighborhood that I thought were awesome.

I was so stuffed by the time the big tray of Fried Calamari came out, which tasted almost like General Tso’s. Then it turned they haven’t even brought out the entrees. Wok the heck!?

Ah, it was so good, so stuffed. The best Italian experience I’ve ever had. The restaurant even turned into a dance club at some point during our long meal. It reminded me of those Brighton Beach Russian restaurants that are half disco, half restaurant.

There was a real pretty girl across the room that I felt kept looking over in my direction. So I got up when everyone was starting to dance. Looked over in her direction, trying to look cool by taking a sip of my Yo Cuz martini …then missed my mouth and spilled it all over my shirt. It was smooth …the drink that is.

When we were leaving, I totally forgot we were in a casino this whole time.

Martorano’s – 777 Harrah’s Blvd (in Harrah’s Casino) Atlantic City, NJ 08041

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Tio Wally Eats America: Carino’s Italian Grill

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Houston, Texas.

Greetings from Houston, Texas
N 29° 54.9661’ W 095° 36.8655’ Elev. 128 feet

I’m learning to love Houston. It’s 70° here as opposed to the -20° (with the wind chill) I gleefully left behind in Davenport, Iowa two days before. And although the wind is blowing here I can actually walk upright! It’s a veritable tropical paradise by comparison.

I was able to drop the box (trailer) and bobtail over to a Staples to get some binder clips. These are the best devices on the planet for keeping snack food bags closed. If you fold the bag correctly — burp the air out, fold it over like a paper airplane wing, double it back on itself, and then roll it down — these clamps will all but reseal chip/cereal/cracker bags and keep the product fresh nearly indefinitely. (Ah, the things you learn when you’re on an endless campout.) At 10 for $3.49 they’re a real bargain. And they come in electric colors! Why people use those useless plastic “bag clips” instead of these little gems is a mystery to me.

After coming out of Staples I fired up the GPS to look for something to eat. I decided to try Johnny Carino’s Italian Grill since it turned out to be less than 50 yards away. I went in knowing I wanted pasta but couldn’t decide what to get. So once again I relied on the server to steer me (moo) in the right direction.

The server, Jessica, suggested I get one of Carino’s Signature Dishes, Italian Pot Roast ($12.99). It’s described in the menu as “Pot roast sautéed in red wine marinara with parmesan, onions, carrots and peppers. Served with spaghetti or roasted rosemary potatoes.” It also came with soup or salad and bread.

I already had a $1 Side Salad from McDonald’s floating around in the trusty Coleman Thermo-electric Cooler, so I opted for soup. The soup offerings that day were Chili — Chili is a soup? I thought chili was more like a stew. — Minestrone and Potato. Jessica recommended the Potato, so I got that.

The soup was pretty good, with nice chunks of potato and chopped green onion. I thought it could’ve been a bit thicker but it had a great somewhat smoky-bacon flavor. The next time, however, I’m going to try the Minestrone just because.

Jessica gave me two mini-loaves of French bread, along with two little containers of olive oil with garlic for dipping. The bread kind of freaked me out at first: It had speckles in it. I was afraid that it might’ve been specks of rosemary. I hate rosemary, especially in bread. I think rosemary bread should be called Rosemary’s Baby Bread because it’s the spawn of the Devil. Rosemary always tastes like mold to me. Thankfully, it was just regular French bread, warm and pretty good.

Conversely, I got kind of excited by the olive oil. Unfortunately, it was a fairly flavorless olive oil and contained dried, roasted garlic which was really crunchy and sort of bitter. Good oil, fresh garlic and a little parmesan would have been much more fun. Throw in a splash of Balsamic vinegar and you’d really be cooking with gas. Still, it was nice to have.

The Italian Pot Roast was nothing short of amazing. It was a generous amount of slices of meat in a mildly spicy marinara. I’m not sure how to describe the flavor; it didn’t taste a bit like run-of-the-mill pot roast. The meat was fork tender while, and I didn’t expect this, the carrots were still slightly crunchy. It made for a great contrast of textures. For reasons you can probably guess, I passed on the roasted rosemary potatoes and got penne pasta. I wish I had the culinary knowledge to describe the flavor of this pot roast. It was really different and quite delicious. It didn’t taste of wine per se but had a very distinct flavor. I’ll definitely be having this again. It’s a keeper. And it’s reasonably priced.

This meal was so good, and I was so pleased by Jessica’s recommendation, that I called Carino’s the next morning to tell the manager. I like calling and complimenting people for work well done. Not enough people do it. It’s also kind of fun to do because it usually catches managers off guard as, more often than not, people only call them to complain.

As we spoke, Tonya, the manager, told me about a special the corporate-owned Carino’s are currently running: After 4 p.m. on Mondays you can get any of the Family Platters (designated FP in red on the menus in the pictures) for the price of a single entrée. And they come with soup or salad and bread! What a crazy, great deal!! Tonya recommended the Spicy Romano Chicken ($13.99; $30.99 for the FP), “Bowtie sautéed with sliced chicken, cayenne pepper Romano cream sauce, mushrooms, artichokes, sun-dried tomatoes and green onions.” Yum. The Family Platters feed four people and normally range in price from $31-$35. Sadly, the Italian Pot Roast isn’t one of them. Bummer, man.

Speaking of bummers, I heard on the radio the forecast calls for freezing rain and then up to 3” snow. Geez, Looo-eeez. This is freakin’ Houston! So much for tropical paradise. But I don’t care. I’ll be well over 600 miles away by then. It is, however, yet another reason to hate Houston. As if I needed one.

And so we roll.

Carino’s Italian Grill, 19820 Northwest Freeway, Houston, Texas
and 29 other states

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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Tio Wally Eats America: Olive Garden’s Buy One, Take One

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Gaffney, South Carolina.

Greetings from Gaffney, South Carolina
N 35° 5.5099’ W 081° 39.8236’ Elev. 787 ft.

Three hundred sixty-four days ago I wrote about Olive Garden’s “Dinner Today & Dinner Tomorrow” special. At the time I thought it was probably one of the best meal deals around. It was. And it is … again.

It’s back “for a limited time” albeit under a slightly less cumbersome name. Olive Garden is calling it “Buy One, Take One” this year, but it’s still at the same bargain basement price of $12.99 ($18.99 in New York City).

“Buy One, Take One” costs more in NYC because some poor bastard has to drag all the necessary crap in a big-assed truck into the unforgiving city at some bleary-eyed hour just so New Yorkers can have their “stuff.” New Yorkers love their “stuff.” But does the average New Yorker ever consider a most basic fact of city life — If they bought it a truck brought it? Noooooooooooo. But I digress.

Olive Garden’s “Buy One, Take One” special is a crazy amount of really great food; I get three-to-four meals out of it. The deal is two entrées: One that you eat in the restaurant, the other you get to-go. It comes with your choice of OG’s signature all-you-can-eat soup or salad, and breadsticks. (Just in case you hadn’t noticed, the breadsticks are a commercial product, exactly the same ones you’ll get at Fazoli’s.)

Last year I got a Chicken & Potato Florentine soup that was nothing short of spectacular. For some reason they’re not offering it this year. I thought this was kind of baffling as I thought it was a real keeper. This year I got salad because they give you so much, and you get to take whatever’s left on your table, that you end up with a salad for later.

For the entrées last year I got the Mezzaluna Ravioli with Five Cheese Marinara to eat in and Lasagna Rollatini with Meat Sauce to-go. They’re not offering the Lasagna Rollatini this year, which is no great loss. Thankfully they’re offering the Mezzaluna Ravioli again. This stuff is really great. Why it isn’t a regular menu item is beyond me, but they only seem to offer it for this special. Curiously, they have everything to make it all the time as they use all of the ingredients in regular-menu dishes, according to my server. Go figure.

This time I got a new offering, Smoked Mozzarella Chicken, to eat in and take out. I can’t say enough good things about this entrée. It’s a grilled chicken breast filet cut into five or six pieces, served atop rigatoni, with red bell pepper, soft bacon bits, and OG’s five-cheese marinara. This dish is, in a word, heavenly. And it’s great cold!

I’ve been to the Gaffney Olive Garden twice in as many weeks. I learned a fun fact on the first visit: You can wine taste there for 25¢ a pop, with all the proceeds going to Habitat for Humanity. Although this was the first time it was ever offered to me at any Olive Garden, I suspect the Wine Tasting for Habitat is a chain-wide deal.

I like Olive Garden. I’ve never had a bad experience with them and the staff has always been nothing short of exemplary from start to finish. That said, I do have a complaint. Ah, I always bitch about a noticeable lack of land-yacht parking ….

And so we roll.

Olive Garden, nationwide

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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Desy’s Clam Bar

It’s interesting reading the reviews of this place on Yelp. People either love it or hate it. But some people even come from far away to eat here, which is weird because it’s always empty every time I pass. My boss is one of those people who take the trip out to Williamsburg for this restaurant. Weird. But apparently, this place is related to the old popular Little Charlie’s Clam Bar in Little Italy.

Sam and I went to try it out right after I had some dental work. My mouth was numb and drooling. The place was empty. I had very low expectations.

They have relatively cheap beers. $3 Domestic and $4 Imported. Nice.

The waiter asked us what type of sauce we wanted with our bread. I said hot. But he was like, “Um, let me bring out the Medium and Mild first.” Cool, medium was decent, but I still wanted to try hot. Dang. Hot came out and it was basically hot chili oil. Like imagine if you ordered your pasta with that hot chili oil think it would be like spaghetti sauce. Weird. I mean, it’s cool they serve that because I like to dab a little. But no way is it a “sauce.”

The Calamari was pretty good. But that biscuit it comes with was hard as a rock. We couldn’t figure out how to break it. Just know that if you order meat or seafood, you should pay the $3 extra for the pasta. Because otherwise, you get that hard biscuit.

Which brings us to our entrees. Sam ordered the Angel Hair Frutti di Mare (Seafood) $17 and I got the Chicken Eggplant Parmigiana over Linguini $16. Sort of pricey, but it was a ton of food. I ate maybe 1/3 of it and was full.

You know, it really wasn’t that bad. A lot better than I expected. It even got packed. So much that people were waiting for like forty minutes for a table and even bussed the previous tables so they could sit down. Yeah, the one waiter was overwhelmed. He didn’t they’d be so busy. I thought it was weird that people were willing to wait that long even after getting pissed off. But I think they came all the way from Staten Island.

Desy’s Clam Bar – 562 Grand St (btwn Union Ave & Lorimer) Brooklyn, NY 11211

…So coincidentally I had some dental work done and Crest emails me to see if I want to give away some Crest 3D White products that whitens teeth in two days. I was going to a before and after video, but I later realized I’ve been using Crest 3D White Toothpaste for a while now. I’m actually on my second tube in a 2-pack. I didn’t know. I just usually buy what’s on sale. Anyway, I guess it works. The lady who cleaned my teeth said she was surprised I haven’t been to the dentist in six years, because my teeth were pretty white.

Well I know how it important is to take care of your teeth. I was dying of tooth pain. Like ready to smash my head against the wall. So I do have some Crest 3D toothpaste, toothbrushes and mouthwash for you guys that I’m supposed to give away on this food blog. But dang, it’s really not worth my time to walk twenty minutes to the post office, wait in line and pay $3 for you to get it. So if you ever run into me, just ask. I might be carrying. …That toothbrush is surprisingly really good. A lot of brush surface, like using a BBQ grill brush.

Crest 3D White

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Tio Wally Eats America: Best meal 2012

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America.

Greetings from Galena, Missouri
N 36° 47.079’ W 093° 30.350’ Elev. 885 ft.
and West Asheville, North Carolina
N 35° 34.936’ W 082° 36.237’ Elev. 2208 ft.

‘Round this time last year Jason put together a list of the best things he ate during the previous year. Although the fabled SS Me So Hungry is currently in self-imposed “dry dock” I thought I’d go ahead and post my choice for the best meal(s) I had last year.

I’ve written about this restaurant twice before and, initially, was kind of hesitant to do so again. But when the food is that good, so head-and-shoulders above the rest, well … what’s a skipper to do?

So without further ado, the envelope, please. My choice for the best meal(s) I had in 2012 is [rrrrrrrip] Nona Mia Italian Kitchen.

The last time I was there (in November) I actually ordered a steak. I never order steak in restaurants. They’re usually too pricey and it’s something most everyone can cook as well or better at home. But I made an exception, mostly because the description on the Specials Menu sounded too good to pass up; a NY strip with a mushroom-chianti wine sauce.

I started with a Rustica salad ($9), comprised of “Mixed field greens, pear, walnuts, Gorgonzola, lemon and EVO (extra virgin olive oil)”; shouldn’t that be EVOO? As expected, it was so simple yet so great. What a great combination. My dining companion ordered a Verde salad ($8, small $4.25) of “Organic greens, red wine vinaigrette, and Parmigiano Reggiano.” It too looked pretty damn good. And everything fresh, fresh, fresh.

The Bistecca alla Griglia (Certified Angus Grilled Strip Loin Steak, with Garlic Mashed Potatoes, Roasted Asparagus & a Mushroom Chianti Wine Sauce, $18) didn’t disappoint me either. The NY Strip steak was grilled perfectly medium/medium-rare as requested and was pretty darn tender, draped with an awesome sauce. The sauce was so good that I wished there had been more of it. I’m sure I could’ve asked Chef Peter Affatato for more but the restaurant was busy and, more so, I was too busy stuffing my face.

The wonderfully garlicky Garlic Mashed Potatoes and Roasted Asparagus made for a great compliment. And just for good measure it came with a piece of Nona’s great homemade bread. But this wasn’t the best meal I’ve had at Nona Mia’s.

Easily the best meal I’ve ever had at Nona Mia’s — and this is saying a lot considering the level of the food — was a seafood stew, Pesce Stufato ($17). It was a stew of clams, shrimp, calamari, grouper, fennel, potato and calamata olives. It came bathed in an exquisite saffron broth that lived up to its billing as “Heaven in a bowl.”

In the past I’ve bitched both here and in person about the fact that Nona Mia’s didn’t have Ravioli’s on the menu. Well, I guess my kvetching has paid off: Nona’s now has raviolis on its new menu not once but twice!

This would be swell except for two things: They now serve what would likely be my new favorite — Formaggio Ravioli Spinaci (House-made cheese ravioli, salsa pomodoro, creamed spinach & basil-walnut pesto, $18) — and, much worse, I am exactly 801.7 miles away. Like I said: Swell.

And so we (want to) roll.

Nona Mia Italian Kitchen, 1050 Haywood Road West, Asheville, North Carolina

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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Tio Wally Eats America: La Cucina Italian Restaurant

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Hanover, Pennsylvania.

Greetings from Hanover, Pennsylvania
N 39° 48.602’ W 076° 56.6333’ Elev. 609’

There we were, sailing along with time enough to spare to make a diversion if we wanted. The idea was to swing through West Asheville, North Carolina and eat at one of my favorite restaurants, Nona Mia Italian Kitchen, which I’ve written about before here and here.

We didn’t go however because I wasn’t sure we could make it there before they closed and, more so, the 90-mile diversion would take about 2-1/2 hours of very hard work to make up due to the terrain and the burdensome weight of the land yacht. So we blew it off.

But I was bummed. I really wanted to have a great meal. I was due.

We ended up at our destination a day early and were lucky enough to be able to get rid of it even though it was Martin Luther King Day. Then we were sent here.

As we sailed into Hanover that evening I was wondering if La Cucina Italian Restaurant would be open. I wanted to eat there if only in gratitude of the owner helping me secure a Sausage and Peppers fix even though his restaurant wasn’t even open; he was in the process of moving the restaurant 500 feet to a different building at the time.

As good fortune would have it La Cucina was open. Moreover, owner Armando Malvone was standing right there when I walked in. I told him about my phone call, which had taken place in late August of 2011, and damned if he didn’t remember it. Funnier still: It turned out that he had gone to Jerry & Sal’s (Sal is Armando’s uncle) and had ended up making my Sausage & Peppers himself because J&S’s don’t actually make it as an entrée.

So I ordered … Sausage and Peppers, specifically Penne Sausage and Peppers ($12.95), and it was fabulous: pasta perfectly al dente, great sauce, and great homemade Italian sausage. La Cucina’s S&P’s had the added treat of not only green peppers, but red and yellow peppers as well.

The meal came with choice of soup or salad and focaccia bread. Being as I was getting it to go, I got a salad (leaf lettuce, cherry tomato, cucumber, shredded carrot), which came with a really great creamy Italian dressing. In retrospect, I should’ve asked about the soup; you never know what you’ll find. It also came with a small pizza box full of a tasty assortment of breads: slices of focaccia (one with garlic, onion, and olive oil, the other with a light tomato sauce) and homemade rolls.

As I was about to leave Armando asked “Do you like ice cream? Are you allergic to nuts?” Then as a gift he gave me a Spumoni Bomba (Spumoni Bomb). It was a roughly cannonball-shaped, baseball-sized frozen confection with pistachio, chocolate, and cherry ice creams encased in a hard chocolate shell. I thought the pistachio made it kind of an improbable pairing of flavors, but it was incredible. It could only be described as lethally good, which would do much to explain its name. I could almost hear the Duke of Earl’s voice saying one of his favorite descriptors, “This is the bomb!”

Everything at La Cucina is homemade, and it tastes like it. Although I think cook-offs are stupid and unduly subjective, I believe if one took place between La Cucina and Nona Mia, La Cucina would make a more than worthy competitor.

La Cucina is a warm, inviting and intimate restaurant. The food is exceptional and the prices are extremely reasonable. And Armando takes good care of vagrant land yachters — even in the midst of moving his restaurant. Now that’s service!

And so we roll.

La Cucina Italian Restaurant, 496 Eisenhower Drive, Hanover, Pennsylvania

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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Tio Wally Eats America: Dino & Francesco’s Pizza and Family Restaurant

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Moosic, Pennsylvania.

Greetings from Moosic, Pennsylvania
N 41° 22.475’ W 075° 42.111’ Elev. 820 ft.

Whenever the crew of the SS Me So Hungry wants to know where to go for something good to eat we ask the guys on the (loading) dock. So it was that we were sent to Dino & Francesco’s, a family run Italian restaurant in a (the?) shopping center in Moosic.

I was sort of confused the first time I went. “It’s in the shopping center at the bottom of the hill, right where the road forks, next to K-Mart,” he said. I drifted into the parking lot and saw K-Mart, a Dollar Tree and a Big Lots. But where’s the restaurant? I guess it was the fairly understated (by comparison) sign that threw me. But I found it.

I’m glad I did.

The first time I visited I ordered a sort of “Sampler Plate” that was a non-menu item on the Specials board that day. I don’t remember what it was or how much it cost but I certainly remember that it was spectacularly good.

The specials they were offering this time didn’t rock my boat at all: Half sandwiches of chicken or beef cheesesteaks with soup or salad or fries or whatever for $6.99. So I ordered directly off the menu.

I selected the Sausage & Peppers Parmigiana ($10.99), which comes with a choice of soup or salad. I chose the Cappaletti soup.

The Cappaletti the only soup that’s a standard menu item; they offer two or three additional homemade soups every day. The soup consists of plump little tortellini’s stuffed with minced beef and chicken, in a clear chicken broth. I’d had it before and … what can I say? It’s exquisite. Simple and to the point. Delicious.

The Sausage & Peppers Parmigiana is likewise heavenly. It’s a generous plate of classic, slightly hot Italian Sausage buried under melted Mozzarella cheese with just enough bell peppers to offer a taste of each with every bite. And the sauce is really great, too.

For $2.99 I added a side of pasta to the mix. The Ziti I ordered came out perfectly cooked, still slightly wet, with just the right amount of their great homemade marinara. I don’t know what it is about homemade marinara but, when made correctly, it’s truly a soul food in and of itself. It makes me melt gooier than cheap cheese under an infrared salamander.

The service is great, too. For example, I wanted a to-go box and the waitress asked “May I box this for you?” Sure, I said. Then I asked if it would be possible to get some more garlic bread. “Absolutely,” she said. She came back a few minutes later with what was easily the equivalent of a half-loaf of garlic bread wrapped in aluminum foil. Geez, Louise! (Her name was actually Nikki; Skippy loved her.)

I had so much of that great garlic bread left over that I ended up putting forkfuls of tuna salad that I’d bought at Braum’s. It was kind of like a cold cheese-less tuna melt. Seriously good stuff, Maynard.

Dino & Francesco’s is a hidden gem, one the locals certainly know well; they greet many customers by name. With any luck I’ll never go there again — I hate Pennsylvania (in a land yacht)!

I wonder if Dino and/or Francesco would like to relocate to somewhere flatter?

And so we roll.

Dino & Francesco’s, Birney Plaza, Moosic, Pennsylvania

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.