Take A Right At The Ass

My mom and I both had impromptu naps today. Between the flights and walking around the city, we were exhausted, so a quick hour of shut eye was all we needed to get ready for dinner. The small European bathroom is a challenge, but we are making it work and figuring out which way to turn the key to the bed & breakast was a challenge. I kept locking ourselves out for what seemed an eternity.

After wandering around the city looking for the perfect outdoor seating, we settled on a place close to our bed & breakfast that I had gone to back in 1999. The food, while still amazing, was dimmed a bit by the service. First though, the pasta with fresh ricotta and mozzarella with a creamy tomato sauce was undeniably, the best thing I have eaten in months. The bruschetta, crispy, yet oily with a hint of garlic topped with sweet tomatoes and basil was just about heaven on our lips. Alas, my tagliatelle seemed to disappear in the kitchen and we decided to nix the prosciutto salad, opting instead to go in search of some gelato. Although we had the perfect table - you should never sit behind a bush because the servers won't only see you, they will think you are done with your meal when in reality you've only finished the first course.

My mom and I talked about a million things - conversations that delve into my personal life - things I never share with anyone and I, once again, consumed the whole bottle of Vino Rosso.

"Maybe you shouldn't you drink the whole carafe," Rosemarie said to me when I couldn't remember what she just asked me five minutes prior. Then she laughed and poured me the rest of the wine.

Since the service was taking as long as it did to fly here from Boston, we nixed the last course. I even left an extra 2e just so we could escape and walk the piazza. You'd think I'd left the server a fifty dollar tip from her reaction.

Out into the streets we went in search of gelato and we ran smack into the Simple Minds concert. Yes, that Simple Minds. My mom and I wandered into a few gelato places, but instead opted to get fat later in the week and instead head back to the bed and breakfast. We were looking for the correct street to turn down and I simply pointed to Neptune and said to Rosemarie, "Just take a right at the ass."