This is what I’m eating right now. Chicken Marsalla, from Gamberdellas. Yes, Andy, I know you hate this place.
But Dayna works here, and has been asking me if I was ever going to come and eat here. Tonight I finally did.
This is what she suggested:
1. Custom flite of wine. 3 reds.
2. This chicken marsalla. Ohh. Emm. Gee. Pollenta. Chicken. Mushrooms. Sausage. Peppercinis. Red sauce.
Andy, we should come here when Dayna is working. I’ll buy. It just might change your opinion.
I just told Dayna that it was so good that I could decided if I wanted to write about it or eat it.
But on second thought?
Screw y’all. I’m eating.
I’m officially jealous. I miss Gambardella’s. Perfect post-run or -ride face-stuffing carb goodness. Unnnnfair.