To say we had a good time at Osteria Mozza would be an understatement, Joel and I took Friday night by the horns and rode it all the way into Saturday morning. We arrived at Mozza a tad before our reservations and were greeted by the host and told that they were running behind (it did not look like a recession at this place). We were politely told that we would have to wait before our table was ready. This small inconvenience lead to a conversation with a member of LA's paparazzi stories of Paris Hilton, Lindsey Lohan, Keanu Reeves and many others.
These juicy tidbits helped temper my growling stomach as I laughed about how Paris poses or how Lindsey...well, is Lindsey, but after the last story I had to check on our table. We were told it would be a bit longer so we moseyed up to the bar and ordered two glasses of Prosecco. We were promptly given the glasses and the bill. When I looked at the bill I almost fell over. The total for two glasses of mediocre Prosecco (as of today, the Prosseco listed on the web site was not what we were served) was thirty dollars! Though this did not ruin the overall experience I did tell the sommelier that I felt that the price was ridiculous and insulting.