Because it's the anniversary of our first meeting face-to-face (Bunny and I met online), I thought I would take Bunny to Roots Italian Kitchen [1], the place we stumbled into on St. Valentine's Day [2]. Fortunately for us, we were able to find parking outside the non-Euclidian, Escheresque parking garage from the 8^th Dimension sitting smack-dab in downtown Boca Raton.
“Welcome back! We are so glad you have returned to dine with us!” the owner said to us as soon as we entered.
Welcome back? I'm thinking two things at the same time. One, they must not get many customers to recognize us after **nine weeks.** Two, they must **really** know how to run a restaurant.
Not only did we end up with the same waiter, he too, remembered us from nine weeks ago!
[I came close to licking the bowl clean. And this was just the salad! Yes, the food is that good. And I'm still hoping pictures of empty dinner plates becomes a thing.] [3]
The Chef even came out and discussed the food he was about to serve us. This place is insanely good.
I'm really glad we found this place.
[1] http://www.rootsitaliankitchen.com/
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