Living in the leafy green suburbs, a delicious slice of tapas can lead one to rapturous delirium. I so wanted Lulo to be that place that I could share with special people that I visited more than seven times. The food was consistent, the jamon delectable , but I needed more. Each time I came (after booking) I was politely asked if it was my first visit...it was not., actually I knew the menu as well as the waiting staff. So I have persevered but I am afraid there are other restaurants who remember my name.
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