Saturday night, the Missus and I did something we had not done since last March. We ate dinner indoors at a restaurant. Our restaurant of choice, of course, was Uncle Vinnie's Clam Bar.
For the past twenty years, Margaret and I have eaten at Uncle Vinnie's on average of two times a month. It is not just a place where you can enjoy an extraordinary meal - and I have never had anything but - but it is a great little joint. It is the kind of place where, when you are there, you cannot imagine being anywhere else.
Margaret and I had last seen Lois and her crew in late October. We dined outside. As you might have noticed, these days outdoor dining has not been a viable option here in the State of Concrete Gardens. So, on Saturday night, we decided to take a flyer on an "early bird special". Are we ever happy we did.
As we knew they would, Lois and her crew created an environment in which everyone was safe and felt safe. There were only a few tables available for customers. No one else sat within ten feet of anyone else. The staff was masked at all times. The service was great. And, as it always has been, the food was spectacular.
Uncle Vinnie's has been our go-to place for two decades. We have had too many great nights there to count. Neighborhood joints like Uncle Vinnie's are the heart and soul of the neighborhoods in which they exist. As bad as things have been all over for the past twelve months, they are more important now than they have ever been. If you can, be here for them now to ensure they are here for all of us later.
-AK
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