My friend Traci, who married a guy from Belfast and moved to London 2 years ago, and I were chatting on Skype late one night and decided she needed to come visit me in Rome for a few days. I applaud her spontaneity for getting a ticket right then and there as we talked. She arrived on Monday and went back to London on Wednesday night. It was great seeing her, it had been almost 2 years, and we ate and drank our way across Roma; in fact, we broke the 5am mark after apperitivi at Café della Scala, a fabulous dinner with the BEST tiramisu ever made, drinks at Sperm Café, and Peroni’s on my patio. Now that’s something different, isn’t it!
Traci, Naz, and I at Della Palma, neither of them had been before. Their lives are so much improved because of my efforts to feed them Gelati goodness.
Oh. . .my. . .god!
Friday, August 8, 2008
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3 comments:
That's so great! Check out your tan!!
Yuuummm gelati!
HAHAHAHAHA I remember sperm cafe. Sooo naaasssty!
The Roman sun is brutal; that tan is even with spf 30 on my face! Can you say "skin cancer"? I knew you would remember Sperm Cafe. Traci was a bit hesitant to go when I told her the story. All was well, though. No errant sperms!
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