Italian Noms
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When in Rome…
…happy hour like a Roman! My Italian bestie back home (Ciao, Mel!) hooked me up with her adorable cousin, Federica, a local in Rome, who took me to Momart Cafe for Friday night happy hour. I love happy hour so I obviously love Federica right off the bat. Happy hour here is completely buffet style –…
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Travel Day: Off to Roma
I left Florence feeling pretty content and hopped on the train to Rome. This train is extremely comfortable. I had all intentions to either read or write, but I ended up falling asleep. I haven’t cracked open Edie: American Girl since I purchased it since I decided to blog during my free time or pass out. I…
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The Expedition to Trattoria Sostanza
Some of you may have noticed that there was only a lunch post, but no dinner post for Day 2 – that’s because my dinner sucked, but that was my own fault for just walking into a place that I thought looked good without doing any research. Since last night was my last night in…
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New Friends and Authentic, Yummy Lunch
During the first 1/2 of the walking tour, I met Paul and Kay from Tokyo. Kay couldn’t speak much English, she actually speaks Turkish (but is Japanese), so Paul had to translate. He was quite hilarious with his British humor (yes – he’s actually British…but his parents are Japanese. Interesting, worldly couple!). He reminded me…
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Cash Money Money & Italian Sammies Done Right
Sorry – blogging out of order, but the Ferragamo post just couldn’t wait. I started the day later than expected since I overslept and woke up at 11:30am – oops. I was hoping to get up a bit earlier and get a move on walking in circles, but alas, the jet lag won! First order of…
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The First Italian Supper
My first real Italian meal ever in my life was at Osteria del Cinghiale Bianco and it was amazing. A huge thank you to my lovely friend Sady for virtually hooking me up with the owner, Marco, who was so cute, so sweet, and so generous. He gave me the “Only Sady’s friends” treatment and I…
Katherine Rodriguez 