It’s good. First had it in Venice. I made it today. I’m really proud of myself because although it wasn’t nearly as good as the first Venetian restaurant where I had it, it was certainly better than the Roman restaurant that we ate at on our last night in Italy.
On an unrelated note, my lower back is killing me. I suspect that I have an inflamed nerve…the pain goes down my right leg. Wonderful. Doctor appointment tomorrow.
This past weekend was my birthday. The big 2-5…quarter of a century. I got a few gifts…very heart warming. On Saturday, my family bought me a giant fruit tart from Sogo bakery–always a good choice. On Sunday, some folks from church got me huge a cookies ‘n’ cream ice cream cake from Baskin-Robbin’s…mmmm…I was really touched. Then my family took me out to Vivande for dinner…the best Italian food I’ve eaten in the U.S. so far. On Monday, my in-laws took me out to Koi Palace where we waited for two hours to have wonderful dim sum.
Is this blog scatter-brained enough for you yet?
Leaving for the Dominican Republic tomorrow. I was looking forward to it until I read a Frommer’s review. Even with all my talk about “the poor”, I don’t deal well with filth, poverty, prostitution, and shady men eyeing my possessions. Isn’t it wonderful how I’m travelling to a dirt-poor country that was recently ravaged by a flood–not to do relief work–but to escape to a resort town to retreat. How ironic.