The Grotto

Just finished a few new things for the site. LIGHTS IN THE SKY is now up in the thoughtcrime section so you can check that out. I had dinner at Filippi’s Pizza Grotto last night. For those of you who don’t know this place Filippi’s is pretty cool. There is one in Little Italy (where I went to eat) as well as PB (plus a bunch of other spots all over the damn place). Anyway, Filippi’s is cool for many reasons.

1. a giant carafe of house chianti is only 10 bucks

2. lots of good food for cheap – the spaghetti is damn near more than you can eat, and it’s super good (i recommend with meatball AND sausage), also 10 bucks

3. they have these cool wine casks that are like made out of corn husks or something all hanging from the ceiling

4. in general the place has the feel of some New York 70′s mobster Italian restaurant.

Aside from all the shit I just listed one other cool thing happened, a dude nearly died in there. My date and I were sitting there munching on garlic bread and slurping down as much of that carafe as possible when this dude walks right up to our table and just drops to the ground. I was in mid bite of some goodness when the next thing I know some dude is going through convulsions right at my feet. I look over as his sweaty head flops back and forth and his girlfriend starts screaming and freaking out and in my mind I’m just “whoa, cool, that dude is gonna die right here and now.”

They cleared out all the tables and shit from where he was laying and called the paramedics. Ok, now I know these fuckers came to help and this dude really needed it. I mean, this dude passed out another 2 times before they even got there. But when these fuckers came in and started doing there shit it was super super funny. One dude was all like nicey nice with the girl trying to be like the hero or some shit asking her all these questions and telling her it’s gonna be alright. This other dude, big guy, probably roided out of his head, wearing a fucking cowboy hat comes in and starts manhandling everything he touches like to show how strong he is and flex the meat for all the fuckers in the restaurant. Meanwhile this other dude is trying to stick an IV in the passed out guy’s arm while he flops around in this chair half epileptic and half telling everyone that they should leave him alone because he is totally fine. Then amidst all this drama the poor waitress comes through like five times carrying these huge silver trays of pasta and garlic bread and calzones and all kinds of shit and she has to step over this dude and the paramedics gear and stuff just to get to where she can finally drop her shit off. Everyone in the restaurant was totally watching this thing happen but the funniest comments come from the 4 dudes sitting behind me. I didn’t get a good look at them but they all sounded like lispy foreigners with poor english. One dude was saying something about ‘find out what that guy ate, oh my god’, one dude was like ‘give me some of what he’s drinking’, one dude was like ‘this man should drink some wine with a little lemon juice in it’. These retard foreign medical students or whatever the fuck they were were really the best part of the whole thing.

The downside was that I should have complained or something and got our meal for free but I was being cool with our over-apologetic waitress. I mean it’s not her fault that some poor bastard ODs in her section. Anyway, Filippi’s Pizza Grotto – two thumbs up! You can check out their web page here: FILIPPI’S PIZZA GROTTO

On a seperate and more somber note, I just re-read this whole write up and realize that I say “dude” exactly 15 times counting the one in this very sentence. Cheers Spicoli, I’m right there with you DUDE! (that makes 16)

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