Hours:
Mon-Thurs 11:30am–10pm
Friday 11:30am–4am
Saturday 9am–4am
Sunday 9am–10pm

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"This is my first trip to Seattle. I will be back next year with my family. Here is my story. I met my wife Joanna in Feb. 1980 in Louisville, KY. I was in a bar that I had never been to and she was in Louisville for a convention. We met and spent the weekend together. She was engaged to be married in June to a guy she had dated for 6 years. She went home to Atlanta and called the wedding off that night. Needless to say, her family and her boyfriend were not happy. I showed up at her house driving an old pickup with my German Shepard at 6:00 in the morning. Her mother’s worst nightmare. I asked her to marry me that weekend. It took her a few weeks to decide. We got married in September and have been married 22 years. Next year we will celebrate our 23rd with you. Make sure you are here because we will be. We didn’t meet here but you will become part of our story." - Roy

"Coming to this restaurant inspired us to want to visit Italy, especially Tuscany. However, we were pleasantly surprised to have our travel plans postponed with the conception of our beautiful daughter Brooke. Because of our new addition to our family we concluded that we would have to enjoy Italy later in our lives. We look forward to the day when we shall taste the wine, smell the rich aroma of the food, walk in the grass with bare feet and overlook the ocean. Also…D proposed to me six months after our first date here!" - L. P.

"I had given up! I thought there were no good men left! I had divorced an abusive alcoholic man. A furry orange cat was the best thing to come out of this sad time. Driving home from the theater one night, a guest psychologist on KOMO? KIRO? was asking men in Seattle to call in and say what they thought a marriage relationship with a woman should be. I thought HAH! This should be good! The first man made very disparaging comments. I was getting angrier and angrier. Then a second, soft voiced, man called in, he said he was incensed by the first man, that marriage should be a "partnership"; a democracy; a woman should be treated with kindness, respect and gentleness. The psychologist asked his name. He said his name, that he had been divorced for 10 years, had two sons and a steady job for 20 years. I slammed on the brakes by the side of the old Rainier brewery and thought, "this man is my male counterpart!" I drove like a woman possessed. I called every radio station in Seattle. Finally I got the right station! I called 3 or 4 times to get his name. I finally got his name out of them. I must say that I had a very sheltered, protected, prim and proper upbringing. My parents taught me not to chase after a man, if the man was interested, he would call me. I called information, got his phone number, called for a week (Either he was busy or no answer). Finally, I reached him. I just said, you renewed my faith that there are still good men with old fashioned values, left in this world!" He was shocked! We spoke every night for 2 or 3 months. At the end we decided to meet at a public place of my choosing. I called 3 friends in the Police Department and told them his license # and if I wasn’t home by 10 PM, please call 911. That was 16 years ago and 14 years ago we got married and it was the best thing that could have happened to both of us." - Dyan