Francesca, will you marry me?

I love Francesca! There I said it and I want the world to know. I have spent time dining in and around all of the downtowns of the Capital Region and well into the hinterlands (ie. Clifton Park).  Yet, I am always amazed when I finally try a place I have passed by a million times.

I have no idea why I didn’t find Francesca’s earlier. Perhaps part of me simply didn’t want to be spotted by the staff at The Record located across the street.

Yesterday was one of those great days where the whole big Italian family got together for lunch.  We ordered from Francesca’s and we all agreed – Francesca needs to be in our family! 

Papa Bear had the Chef Salad, piled with fresh greens and super fresh smoked mutz and turkey, ham and roast beef. Mama Bear had the Troy Sandwich. Straightforward and in your face – ham, turkey, swiss, mayo and Dijon, pickle. Pow!  Sisters and brothers and cousins tried everything else – The Ciccia sandwich, the Julius Caesar, The Blossom Salad, The Capri, and the Tuna Melt.

Roasted peppers, artichokes, red onion, olio evo, blue cheese crumbles.  These ingredients make your mouth water every time.

If you haven’t been to this spot, you haven’t tried food in Troy.  Grab a copy of The Record outta the box and head over for lunch. You’ll be glad you did!