Last night was what we call Family Night. That is, dinner out with The Husband’s best friend and his wife. A couple who’d been dating since high school when they were supposedly playing wing-people while her best friend and my husband played tonsil hockey. Something like that.
Anyway, our original plan was to head to the new Alex Raij (El Quinto Pino) spot La Vara but we somehow changed out plan to Rucola. When I tweeted that I was heading to Rucola I got such an overwhelming response of “meh” that we changed yet again to Colonie (are you following?). So off we went to Atlantic Avenue, to a cozy wood-flanked room — half-bar, half-dining room — to sample Brad McDonald’s cooking.