Yesterday I noticed that Phil Arcuri was playing at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, NY. While waiting to punch out after work, I called my husband, Steve. The answering machine picked up.
“Hi, honey, I just wanted to put this in your mind before I get home…”
“Get your ass in the shower, we’re going out!” my work friend Rick shouted behind me. Steve picked up the phone at that point. He had not heard Rick’s interjection, so I filled him in on that. The current heat wave has drained up both of energy (yes, I KNOW other parts of the country have it worse, at least we have fans, we are just big babies, oh, shut up), but we decided it would be nice to go sit somewhere air conditioned, eat some good food and hear some music from one of our favorites.
Oh no, my computer is doing the thing where I add the picture and it does not let me type anything below it. When I try to the cursor jumps back up here. Well I don’t have time to futz with it now. I’ll just leave the picture at the end of the post. It is not a current picture anyways. I did not bring my Tablet, because I forgot to charge it. I took one picture with my phone, which I immediately shared on Facebook, in case any local friends might like to hurry out and join us, but right now my phone is charging. This is all by the way. Let’s get back to the post.
Steve and I agree that nobody seems to have more joy in music and living than Phil Arcuri. It is always a pleasure to hear him play. Additionally, he includes the setting and audience in his songs. In “Margaritaville,” he said his “brand new tattoo” is “a Fratello’s cutie,” and in one chorus it was “all Geno’s fault.” Geno is a member of Fratello’s excellent staff.
Speaking of staff, we had a new bartender, Savannah. She was new to Fratello’s, too. I asked her what the Cali sauce was like in the Cali Chicken, available as a sandwich or wrap. She said it was barbecue and spicy, but not too spicy. I decided to try it, as a wrap, only with grilled instead of fried chicken. Geno once suggested that substitution to me, when I wanted the chicken wing salad but hesitated, because deep fried does not always agree with me (although I confess I love it). It was a delicious sandwich. Steven contented himself with a salad.
We had not been to Fratello’s for food and music in a while, because I usually have rehearsal for Love’s Labour’s Lost in Little Falls (perhaps you read a few of by blog posts about that). We were delighted to have the opportunity to go last night. It made a nice break from hunkering down in front of fans at our house (YES, I am grateful I have fans! Sheesh!)
He always has a great time, and makes sure everybody else does, too!
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