I have been driving past the Carmelo’s sign for years, always meaning to stop in but never making the time. Last night that changed and I expect to be stopping there regularly from now on.
A cozy little Italian restaurant on Snelling Avenue in St. Paul, Carmelo’s believes in the wholesomeness of homemade food. Making everything from scratch using recipes passed down through the generations, the entire meal was a comfort after a long day. While Frank Sinatra softly crooned in my ear, I slathered butter on the fresh baked bread, dug in to my Primavera and sipped a crisp Pinot Grigio:
The Husband opted for their signature dish, The Chicken Carmelo. He loved every bite:
We couldn’t leave without dessert. Their tiramisu was heavenly, so light and creamy:
Gluten free? No worries, they have options for you too. Trust me, you don’t want to wait to stop in.
