My husband, my two daughters, and I went out to dinner tonight. Mostly, Michael just wanted to get me out of the house. We attempted to go to the new branch of the Village Trattoria in South Orange, NJ, but we were not impressed by what we found when we got there. Basic pizza place. We decided to split and head over to Arturo's in Maplewood -- also a pizza place, but so much more. The special pasta was fazzoletti with locally-grown organic beet greens and parmigiano reggiano. Come on! Why eat anywhere else? This pasta was perfect -- hand cut and beautifully cooked. The greens were soft but smoky from a little red onion (or maybe it was shallot) and the whole dish a bit salty from the parmigiano. mmmmmmmm.
Only slightly better than the food was the sight of Josephine assisting her father in demolishing Arturo's famous margherita pizza (not available for delivery due to quality control issues -- I LOVE this place). It was a large pie. As soon as Josephine ate the bits of pizza we gave her, she would motion to the pie and grunt. Repeatedly. Until she was given more to devour. (Similar to her dad, I must say.) Usually Josephine has piles of food in her bib and highchair after a meal, but not tonight. She also gobbled up two of four handmade ravioli. She ate as though we starve her at home -- and we don't. I guess she really is our daughter, huh?
Of course I didn't have my camera with us. I took some cell phone pictures, and if I can figure out how to get them off of my phone, I'll post them. Until then, go to Arturo's and get yourself whatever the genius there has on special and one of those margherita pies, too.