After a bit of much-needed winter cleanup in the yard Sunday morning, we got in the Jeep and headed south. I thought it might be nice to grab lunch before heading to Linden and I wanted to try Forlano's in The Plains. I've heard a bunch about this place: we buy from a lot of the same local purveyors.
Sadly, I don't have much good to say about the experience, so I'm just going to let the photos speak for me and move on to Linden.
|Embarrassing. I'm Embarrassed for the Virginia Wine Industry.|
|Italian Hoagie. My Italian Wife Begs to Differ.|
|Steak Breakfast Burrito. Dry. No Steak. No Garnish.|
|Ann Holding Court on Forlano's Front Porch|
|At Last! Decent Wine!|
|New Cheeses Since our Last Visit|