Snapshot: Ann Arbor’s Palio
After wandering up and down Main Street, trying to find a place to eat in the jam-packed mess that always pops up after a football game, Fred and I bumped into Palio. A small, homey Italian restaurant at the tail end of Main St., Palio’s open doors were warm and inviting.
We got a cute little wine flight that came in a wooden tray. To be honest, all of them tasted very similar to each other. I think I’m still too naive of a wine-drinker to appreciate the different subtleties in similar red wines. Perhaps someday I’ll be able to close my eyes, take a sip, and identify the type, vintage, and all that. But for now, I think I’ll stick to cocktails.