No surprise here.The first place we stopped to eat in arriving in France was Matteo's. And it really hasn't changed a bit. Well, they did a little wood panelling, and the window display is new (it's new every season), and there's a new waitress - but hey, it was the same thing.
Matteo was genuinely surprised to see us, which was really nice. Of course, I did the chevre pizza, and Patty did the Tortellini Matteo (no lasagne in summer). And we finished it up with a nice shot of limoncello - had to make a little toast to the old gang (Andrea, Tim, Jill, Chris, Weber, Theresa, Joe, Gaby, Mamacita, etc.) and got a little weepy.
