Our Neighbors

When we moved into our house, we shared the corner with two restaurants. Dangerous, I know.

The one directly across from us - Costa del Oro (Gold Coast) - quickly became Brandon's favorite; he was a weekly regular and quickly befriended the waiter.   It is an Uruguayan restaurant, though I couldn't tell you the difference between the food there and traditional Paraguayan places (except the absence of chipa quazu and sopa paraguaya).  The restaurant has a small inside area and a nice sized patio that we've enjoyed, too. Over the past months, we've frequented the restaurant fewer and fewer times, but share greeting with the owners and staff daily.  Every Sunday, our corner is packed with cars lined up for the weekly pasta buffet; we've yet to try it, but judging by the traffic on the streets, it's gotta be pretty good.

Caddy-corner is Rosopomadoro, a pizzeria that we've actually only visited once (shocking, I know).  The first night Abue and Grandpa Trevino were here, we ordered a pizza and calzone to go and enjoyed it at home once Bailey was asleep (yeah, it was a late dinner).  Our friends Cassie and Nate ordered a pizza from them one night while babysitting and had the same thoughts as we did: it was good, but nothing extraordinary, and a bit overpriced.  I haven't noticed a slew of traffic in and out of it's doors, but they also deliver so that may be where most of their business comes from.

The newest addition to our cozy little corner is Paraguayan restaurant, Ramambu.  I've been told that the by-line under the restaurant's name - lembi u Paraguay - is Guarani for something along the lines of "good, traditional, Paraguayan cuisine." But don't quote me on that (reminder: Guarani is the second official language of Paraguay).  Until a week ago, we thought that someone had just bought the house and was in the process of remodeling it as a place to live.  It wasn't until the sign went up last Friday and people started rolling in for the grand opening that we realized that we were surrounded.

Needless to say, I'm feeling a bit of pressure to put some tables out on the patio and open some sort of cafe . . .

Nah!