Like moths to a flame, New Jersey natives always seem to find each other, even in the most non-Garden State of locations. This magnetic attraction is how Vodka ends up being BFFs with our Zinc Bistro waiter.
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"They give you dark napkins when you're wearing dark pants," she explains without affect.
"Nice restaurants," she answers.
"No, never, uh uh," we protest. "That has never happened to us before." Instead of being impressed by this color spectrum service, we are so confused that it has manifested as outrage.
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Our waiter seems to share such neuroses (maybe it's an East Coast thing), as not only does he provide a straw for Ginger's water, but a full bushel of straws for every beverage on the table.
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"Get the French fries, too," Jersey insists. "They're amazing."
"No!" Ginger, who seems to be into putting her foot down quite a bit today, answers him. "We're gonna be too full. We have a lot of eating to get to." But when Vodka and friends, once again, perform a majority vote towards getting the French fries, Jersey sticks his tongue out at Ginger in a show of one-upmanship.
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Please take note of this bread service, bartender at Pizzeria Bianco.
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And she nearly burns her face off.
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Ginger thinks it is not.
Never before in the history of this tour have we shared less compatible opinions.
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"Just the check," Ginger interrupts him. And for just an instant, one could almost assume that she, and not Vodka, is the one at this table with no-nonsense New Jersey blood running through her.
Zinc Bistro's French Onion Soup: 4 stars