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Dirk Keller

Our Dad grew up in Bloomington and was friends with Tot and John. He would often take us there for the a la Baldini, which we loved. The brothers were always friendly to me and my siblings and made us feel welcome. My late aunt Emily was also first generation Italian-American and lived a block away from Lucca Grill. It was her hangout. We would meet her there for drinks and dinner often, even after our Dad and his brother died. Over the years, usually when Iowa football played at Illinois, we would stop at Lucca so I could turn on my buddies to the greatest pizza ever made. Thanks for sharing this story of a legendary joint.

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