We only realized it was Valentine’s Day at noon that day. I’ll confess that we’ve always been too savvy (cheap) to celebrate on the day. We always preferred to use it as an excuse to have a nicer meal than we should that weekend. But, to be so totally unaware of the holiday would have struck at our romance. We invited company for this dinner date on what we thought was an unremarkable Thursday night. They hadn’t remembered the controversial holiday of love either. Undeterred by our apathy about the day, we brought our toddlers and babies along to Bristol and dined at Pannoni’s.
Pannoni’s is a new restaurant, but moved into a location that has been a restaurant for some time. With no major overhaul needed, Pannoni’s looks like what it is – the classic American lunch counter, in a classic American town. There are black and white tiles behind a flat-top grill, swivel counter seats, condiment baskets, and keno in a long and thin room. It wouldn’t be Bristol without constant reminders of the parade, so we’ve got the red, white, and blue stripes running down the center of the room. My kid couldn’t resist taking his fire truck on a parade of its own down the length of it, not without some waving onlookers.
At least one of us still was in the Valentine’s Day spirit as our friend’s daughter began decorating everything with pink heart stickers. First, my toddler’s butt and my forehead were appropriately decorated, then the menus. Under the stickers were burgers, sandwiches, salads, soups, and a few entrees, delivering about what you’d expect with the odd deviation and special to gain a following. Someone out there is coming here for peanut butter on their burger, for instance. This Jiffy burger-eater is a braver man than I.
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