Friday, December 22, 2006

bella noche... in my belly.

sometime last week, my cousin turned the beautiful and accomplished age of 30, for her bday we went to a terribly good Italian place overlooking the canal, the fake one ...

so the meal from jesus went like this...

stuffed eggplant. honestly? I breathed this in ... I think that people were still reaching for their forks when I had the last bite, I'm that savage...and then a nice light salad that I couldn't finish because there was vomit cheese on it...
BUT THEN... Chicken Marsala, please note the midget carrots, you know, the ones that Mrs.Doubtfire uses for the first night of dinner?
yes.
how do you say diabetes in italian?

and then love.

1 comment:

Little Miss Contrary said...

The food looked almost as lovely as you. Too bad I missed you during the holidays back in the Bay but soon enough Nina-Pie reunion in the works.