Whining and Dining in Little Italy

Always on the lookout for bargains, The Elders made a recent trip to Little Italy to check out an all-you-can-eat/drink UIC MBA event at Francesca's. My first observation was that there was a group of whippersnappers wearing Hawaiian leis. I was told that they were the organizers of the event; however, that is no excuse for wearing something so obviously unthematic to an event hosted by an Italian restaurant. How about wearing wreaths of Italian sausages around their necks? Perhaps even macaroni necklaces? There are many possibilities, so why leis?? Once I had a glass of wine in hand, I was able to get over the fashion faux pas of the young and naive. Unfortunately, the glass of wine brought on a whole new set of issues, namely that the wine was bad. Limited to a selection of only Pinot Grigio or Merlot, I chose the Pinot. Bleh. That is all I have to say about that. And the Merlot was no better. Perhaps the wine quality was a reflection of the open bar format, but still. Bleh. The wine situation was even more tragic in light of the fact that the event began at 7pm (we were there promptly at the start, being that we are punctual Elders) but by 7:50pm there was still no food. With bad wine and no food, how is an Elder supposed to get her drink on, or her eat on? Faced with such a situation, this Elder decided to continue drinking the bad wine. Afterall, eventually if I drank enough, I probably would not realize how bad the wine actually was. (This is the sort of deep knowledge that only comes with time, thus only Elders may possess it.)  Eventually the food arrived but sadly the Elders found the 2 varieties of pizzas to be bland. Most of the Elders found the Buschetta to be good (slightly crunchy but still chewy). Elder Jontz really liked the calamari so we hoarded several plates of it on our table. 

As for ambiance, we found the electronic music to be enjoyable but with my bad hearing, it was often difficult to make out what was playing. Perhaps the young whippersnappers should have used their 'inside voices.' The lighting was pleasantly dim. I found that it hid wrinkles well--always a good thing for an aging Elder. The decor was also pleasant. I'm old so I can't remember exactly what it looked like, but from what I do remember, it was nice. 

All in all, I would say I'd like my $25 back. Or actually, SuperBen should get his $25 back. I don't think I paid. Damn Social Security just doesn't support my lavish lifestyle. What was I talking about again? Nevermind. Where are my teeth? I thought I left them around here somewhere...