Palermo Ristorante Italiano in Silverlake. It'll be owner, Tony, cheerfully announcing to a group of hungry patrons that their table is ready. A lively, friendly, totally UN-Hollywood type of joint, Palermo serves up traditional Italian favorites and is famous for its cheap pours of boxed wine.
Back in the day, this was our spot. Michelle and I ate here practically every Sunday night. It's where we planned our wedding. It's where we plotted our move to Nashville. It's where we conjured up all sorts of crazy ideas over gooey, cheesy pizza and meatball hoagies. That was five years ago; before I went plant-based.
It seems unfathomable that we've been back in LA for 10 months now and haven't even tried to see if Palermo could accommodate my vegan diet. I just assumed it would be off limits, but it turns out I was wrong! After a reassuring phone call and double confirmation from our waitress, I discovered the pizza dough at Palermo is egg and dairy free. Score! Michelle breathed a sigh of relief and all was right with the world again.
And there you have it, our triumphant return to Palermo. A pleasant surprise and a weekly tradition restored. Our Sunday nights in LA will never be the same... err, I mean they'll be exactly the same... as they used to be.
BTW: I'm considering this a "new" restaurant on my way to 10 for Vegan MoFo because it's the first time I've been to Palermo as a vegan. Hey, I make the rules 'round here! That's six. Four to go.