Murphy and I grew up together, played ball together, went to the same college - I guess it was inevitable that we'd go into some kind of business together.

When we were growing up, I loved hanging out at his house. Murphy's dad had put together a "game room" complete with color TV, a huge, lumpy, guys-type sofa and a regulation size pool table. His dad liked having us around and told endless stories about when he played ball (it didn't matter what kind) and he taught us to shoot pool.

We were hooked. We played every minute we could and got really good at it. Weekends were the best, because there was always some sport or another on TV and the pool table was ours.

Those were some of the happiest times of my life.

Everything Scarletti said is true, but he left out a few things. His mom was always worried that he was imposing on my family, so she insisted we eat at their house. Not just Scarletti and me, but my whole family. And it wasn't just once in a while, it was at least once a week for all of us and Scarletti and me just about daily.

Nobody cooked like his mom. So we'd go to Scarletti's for these epic Italian meals that would last for hours. We didn't notice the time, we just laughed and talked and ate and laughed some more. It was great to sit around that huge table with our "extended family." Those were the best times for me.

Now that we're adults and expected to make something of our lives, we've decided to open up this restaurant to recreate and share the best of both worlds with all of you. Lucky for all of us that Scarletti's mom taught us to cook. (We always knew how to turn on the TV.)

Drop in any time - to eat, talk, play some pool or watch TV.
We'll be here.