Luckily, Jon knew that Ken Stewart's actually owned several area restaurants and suggested Tre Belle. As soon as we saw the menu (and prices to confirm that, while it was a nicer restaurant, it wasn't what I would qualify as particularly fancy) we made our reservations.
You guys. This place is a game changer. I started with sangria. Jon and I split the prosciutto-wrapped asparagus (to die for - definitely the highlight for both of us), Jon got the day's special pizza (stuffed banana peppers), I got the chicken parmesan and a chopped salad, and Jon ate a cannoli for dessert while I had chocolate gelato. Our server was fantastic--he was knowledgeable, genuine, and the perfect amount of present. Our glasses were never empty but he was never overly intrusive so Jon and I could enjoy conversation without being interrupted every five seconds.
Note: I was not compensated in any way for writing this and we paid for our meal entirely - we were just so happy that I wanted to shout it from the rooftops so those in the area searching for good Italian food would find this place.
|i was pretty buzzed from that sangria at this point. and by buzzed what i actually mean is i was really, really drunk because lightweight.|
We ended up going with these (and I may or may not have taken some tipsy selfies with the abundance of silverware and sent it to some friends in a group Facebook chat) and made it home by 8:15 pm. I wouldn't have it any other way!