In the spirit of the two short-form posts below, I present Italian Lunch. When getting up on a Saturday hungry for something serious, italian is not usually the first thing someone suggests. Yet, on this Saturday, HG pal Ethan woke up from a dream where he was eating italian, so we hit up Oggi Trattoria in West Town for some serious hard grubbin. I had a huge ribeye steak sandwiched smothered in cheese, mushrooms and green peppers. Ethan had an enormous rigatoni ala vodka, accompanied by a side of italian sausage covered in a red meat sauce. This was immediately followed by a trip to D'Amato's bakery for a couple of cannolis. Although we tried to go do something afterwards, we soon realized this would be impossible, and I returned home for a much needed nap. Just a regular day at the office.