Getting our Feet Wet

I've been reading the Providence Journal online, a publication with the unfortunate url of projo.com, and specifically lists "ads" as one of its features. Having grown up reading the Burlington Free Press, a paper that regularly leads with photographs of moose, I can appreciate me some middlin' local news. Among the expected tidbits about girls high school basketball was an interesting item about the new MBTA commuter rail link to TF Green airport. Scheduled to open in 2010, the station will be the closest-to-terminal commuter rail stop in the country. I expect the folks at Southwest Airlines are pretty chuffed. Also, it seems that the cost of the project has quite unexpectedly risen from $25M to $267M. But hey, that's pretty close.

Laura and I, being huge chowhounds, have been ravenously (get it?) absorbing any information about Providence eateries we can. You can be sure that, as soon as I've eaten one, I'll tell you all about the famous New York System hot weenies (apparently a man's bare sweaty arm is a critical component in preparing these babies). In the meantime, we're looking for a place to kick off our gustatory introduction to the city. The front-runner is La Laiterie, a bistro offering seasonal, local deliciousness. Plus, c'mon, how can you not get excited about a restaurant that's name translates to "The Milkatorium"? I imagine we'll perch upon giant curds while suckling directly from the teat of a goat who doubles as a tantric yoga instructor on her off days. Or perhaps we'll walk in, and the maitre d' will solemnly issue us each a paddle. Set sail upon the river of dairy!