The dish on Long Island's restaurant and food scene.
Christmas has passed and call me Scrooge soon, too, will the holiday hodgepodge of music filling restaurants and stores all over Long Island. I'm not talking about Bing Crosby, Elvis, Bruce or even The Waitresses although there is such a thing as too much of even the good stuff.
There are, however, some Christmas music-and-food pairings that simply don't work. Case in point: At Torcellos in East Northport, where Id stopped for a bowl of their very good pasta e fagiole, a nonstop medley of Chipmunks Christmas songs was pumping out of the sound system.
Is it possible to change that to something else? I asked our waitress during a fingernails-scratching-blackboard version of Jingle Bells. Thing was, nobody working the lunch shift that day knew how to silence the manically cheery high-pitched critters. Oh, the torture. It was only after the check had come midway through Santa Claus Is Coming to Town that Alvin, Simon and Theodore suddenly, inexplicably, blessedly shut up.
Like the crust of the Neapolitan pizza I saw emerging from the oven, the ensuing silence was positively golden.