Darlin' I don't know why I go...
... for ice creams.
I love gelato.
Allora...
Last night I went to the Hard Rock. I know that's lame and completely un-Italian... but I just really wanted some fuckin' french fries and burger, so get off my back! Hahaha. Anyway, ironically enough at the bar I ended up having what will probably be one of my best authentic Italian experiences. Before dinner there was an hour wait, so Rachel, Faye, Lisa and I decided to go to the bar and wait for our table. We completely stalked this group of girls to steal their seats, but it was worth it because our prime real estate at the end of the bar won us the BEST BARTENDER EVER - Imanuelle. He was tossing bottles, dropping glasses, flinging coasters and catching cherries on the end of toothpicks... all with "jokes on the side." So after dinner we spent several hours just joking and talking about life and personal philosophies. So awesome. I cannot even count all of the free drinks he gave us. He even started taking all of the shots with us and telling us about his job as a child psychologist and how he left his home in Sicily at age 12. We promised we'd go back and see him again. I feel like I made my first Italian friend! So excited.
Faye, Rachel, Imanuelle, me and Lisa
Does he not look a bit like Billie Joe Armstrong?
All for us! (I believe these were the only drinks we got charged for all night.)
Ciao!
I love gelato.
Allora...
Last night I went to the Hard Rock. I know that's lame and completely un-Italian... but I just really wanted some fuckin' french fries and burger, so get off my back! Hahaha. Anyway, ironically enough at the bar I ended up having what will probably be one of my best authentic Italian experiences. Before dinner there was an hour wait, so Rachel, Faye, Lisa and I decided to go to the bar and wait for our table. We completely stalked this group of girls to steal their seats, but it was worth it because our prime real estate at the end of the bar won us the BEST BARTENDER EVER - Imanuelle. He was tossing bottles, dropping glasses, flinging coasters and catching cherries on the end of toothpicks... all with "jokes on the side." So after dinner we spent several hours just joking and talking about life and personal philosophies. So awesome. I cannot even count all of the free drinks he gave us. He even started taking all of the shots with us and telling us about his job as a child psychologist and how he left his home in Sicily at age 12. We promised we'd go back and see him again. I feel like I made my first Italian friend! So excited.
Faye, Rachel, Imanuelle, me and Lisa
Does he not look a bit like Billie Joe Armstrong?
All for us! (I believe these were the only drinks we got charged for all night.)
Ciao!