two and a half years. that's how long it took me to make it to luciano's. why? because nobody wanted to freaking go with me. every time i'd mention it to someone when trying to make dinner plans, it was invariably rejected because either the prices were higher than everyone else wanted to pay, or they were nervous about trying a new place. i actually understand that latter one, as my experiences with italian eateries have been more miss than hit, and most often i'd rather just cook my own italian food. still, i'm a firm believer that people wanting cheap italian food is what keeps abominations like olive garden in business, and i wasn't about to try an italian joint alone because...well, because it just seemed depressing. blame all the stereotypes of big families, groups of friends, and romantic evenings at italian restaurants. well, eventually i decided 2.5 years was long enough spent trying to convince any of my usual suspects, so i recruited a fellow culinary enthusiast from among my facebook friends and headed for the bench.