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Friday, August 27, 2004 The best gnocchi al gorgonzola ever
Yesterday I had a beer after work with Gonzalo, a colleague who's leaving tomorrow. We went to the Sutton Bar. The terrace was blissfully packed. Busy and loud, you could hardly move. Wonderful. M.A. joined us a little later. We split for dinner, with Gonzalo joining friends of his and M.A. and I heading towards Mediterraneo where we were met by Annie and Dan, a very cool ex-boyfriend of hers. His father is Kenyan, his mother is Polish. He is American, born in Africa, raised partially in Rome (where he went to the same high-school as Pam, by the way), lived 7 years in Geneva. One of us, as Pam puts it somehow snobbishly. Bright kid, very worldy and one of the best noses I've ever seen.
He and I ordered gnocchi al gorgonzola. I am still enthralled by the experience. They were nothing short of spectacular. Mediterraneo will get to see my money quite often, I am afraid.
M.A. left shortly after dinner and Annie, Dan and I moved to an outside table were the other owner and Mauro Maccioni and his fiancee Francesca were sitting. Now, the girl is nice, no doubt about that. So very pleasant you feel guilty saying anything bad about her. But pleasant is not a personality trait that drives me wild. Pleasant and dull are almost the same concept. The waiter from Kosovo, on the other hand ... yummy. Yummy and bright and nice. It's not only the food that will steer me to that restaurant.
Tonight is our cooking class with Daniel. And then tomorrow I'll have to come to work, given that I've done diddly-squat today.
A bright near future that will soon turn really dark
We've already got our tickets for Puerto Rico and our hotel reservations too. We are going immediately after Laguna Beach. On one hand I want time to go as quickly as possible, so it's Labour Day weekend and we are off on vacation. On the other hand, the fastest time goes the sooner M.A. will be gone. And that sucks. I am already looking into polymer clay and dance classes to keep me busy this fall, this winter and God knows for how long. Shit, it will sure stink.
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