“Firenze!” wrote Laytonian. “One of our most memorable SLC meals was there, with the chef’s tomato sorbet atop the delicious greens, and the lightest cinnamon-flavored, rich ice cream as a finish.”
“I miss Confetti on South Temple, circa 1985,” wrote Deadlght. “It was our go-to restaurant in high school for events like proms and first dates. The decor (and the wait staff) was just so very ’80s chic!”
“Luke’s Italian Restaurant—it was one of those hole-in-the-wall neighborhood restaurants that had no business being where it was (Indiana Avenue, about 1500 West),” wrote Josh Casper. “It’s now an immigration law firm—more fitting for my ’hood, but not nearly as tasty.”
Perhaps Bill & Nada’s is the city’s most-missed restaurant, because RON, Amy and Eric all mentioned it as their favorite, more than any other restaurant. “Since my Mom and Dad met at Bill & Nada’s (Dad-cook, Mom-waitress), it was one of my favorite places,” wrote RON.
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Oh, how many times did we pour ourselves from Green Street across the street to Bill & Nada's?
My favorite bizarre memory of the place was sitting comfortably numb at the counter at around 1 a.m. when an unruly patron starting arguing with Bill at the cash register, telling him his meal was so bad, he wasn't going to pay. Bill wasn't arguing, instead telling the guy he was sorry he felt that way, but the guy kept loudly ranting.
Finally, my co-pilot looked over and said, "Bill, I'll pay for his meal just to get him the Hell out of here! Seriously, I'll cover it!"
The guy looked shocked and threw some cash down and left. Bill stood there and yelled to my friend," I had it handled! Mind your own goddam business!"