The other night we went out for pizza, or tried to. One of favorite places, Apizza Scholls, is known for being madhouse-packed, but usually we've found that if we get there by 5:30 the wait isn't too bad. Not so this time. An hour! Not gonna happen! Fortunately, our new neighbors had recently been talking up The Sapphire Hotel, only a half a block away. Eat Drink Kiss? How can you resist a sandwich board like that?
It was quite charming, and apparently had been an, ahem, hourly hotel at the turn of the century.
Clementine was really set on pizza, but when her clam chowder arrived, she devoured it.
Nice to find a new spot!