So Dennis and I were having dinner at Caffe Italia in Albany (worthy of its own blog post another time) after a long day of driving to and from Burlington for a college visit with Noah. As we sipped our wine and waited for our entrees, Dennis looked over at a back table and said, “That guy looks like Billy Fuccillo.” (If you live in upstate New York, this man needs no introduction. If you don’t, you’ll understand the fascination when you watch the video clip below.) Anyway, once we heard his voice, we knew it was, in fact, Billy Fuccillo, and I said, “I’m not leaving here without taking a photo with him.”
So we continued to eat and finish up and Billy was still sitting at his table in the back. Dennis kept egging me on to go ahead and ask for a photo. Eventually I got up, walked over, and said, “Mr. Fuccillo, I’m a big fan. Can I take a photo with you?” So we took a photo (see the one above), and then he asked if he could give me a kiss. (See photo on the right.) So, yeah, that was my silly adventure at Caffe Italia last night. Below you can see Billy doing his schtick. Then, scroll a little farther down, to see me doing my best impersonation outside the Kia dealership in Albany.
Now it’s my turn: