While making one of our standard Culinary Commando Raids on NYC, after inspecting more than our usual number of historic pubs, we inexplicably ended up at Angelo's for a late dinner. We should have known better as Angelo's only ranks below Planet Hollywood and Hard Rock Cafe as a tourist mecca. We ordered appetizers, a couple bottles of wine and a couple orders of lobster Fra Diavlo. Man! Shell fragments and marinara were being madly flung as we tore into our plates in a drunken frenzy. When we finished we got the check which was an outlandish price even by Manhattan standards. We knew we were getting hosed, but we also realized we were too drunk to do anything about it. So we paid up and stumbled back to some more pubs.