La Laterna: Romantic as Fuck

Location: Washington Square South and MacDougal.

As the title indicates, this restaurant is extremely romantic. Sadly, I have never dined there in romantic circumstances. Twice I went there with friends, once with my roommate and her dad, and most memorably, once with Connie. That time was probably the only one that qualified as semi-romantic. Connie and I had spent the day engaging in various date activities: I took her shopping, we watched the sunset, discussed our long term plans, and then went out for a dinner.

As is appropriate for such a locale, the lighting is sparse. And by sparse, I mean, practically nonexistent. Consequently, the decor is difficult to comment on. Probably nice, if you have night-vision. Prerequisite for romantic mood. Another nice addition to said mood is the garden in the back of the restaurant. Sadly, although they promised Connie and me a table there, they didn't deliver. Still, Connie and I feasted. We had a a proscioutto plate and four cheese lasagna, and probably something involving cheese, since we're fiends for cheese. Then we split the bill since we figured this meal would be a splurge. Honestly, we figured that for all of the weekened's activities. Some not worth it at all (future post will detail the disaster that is a certain sushi restaurant in Brooklyn) But at least this was a splurge that was well-worth the justification.