Cafe Toscana opened for lunch a few weeks ago and my daughter and I spent a relaxing hour or so on the upstairs patio. I like Toscano anyway–it’s close to home and I honestly don’t know of better gnocchi anywhere; my daughter is addicted to it. Lunch was just as nice as dinner. We split an unusual version of panzanella for an appetizer (made with spelt instead of bread)–and still took more than half of it with us. Megan had the gnocchi with a cheese sauce (can you say groan? but in a good way?) and I went with a spaghetti bolognese. Both were great and even though we didn’t finish our meals, we still opted to share a dessert because they’re those wonderful, tiny little cups–just a few bites, really. I had my palate set on chocolate but when the server pointed out the “butter cake batter” mousse, Megan and I both immediately said we’d take it. Heaven!