I want to eat good Italian food.
Quickly! Send chefs!
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I want to eat good Italian food.
Quickly! Send chefs!
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Comments (13)
Ask your dad to send you some of that gnocchi or pumpkin ravioli.
Posted by Brian | November 11, 2005 4:44 PM
Posted on November 11, 2005 16:44
Arent you going home for christmas? Chow down then... as for now when in rome.... in the mean time I will go to this great little italian steakhouse / supper club and think of you.
Posted by Zach | November 11, 2005 5:49 PM
Posted on November 11, 2005 17:49
Gnocchi you can do yourself quite easily. I want good Italian too, my friend... *sigh*
Posted by The Ogre | November 11, 2005 7:41 PM
Posted on November 11, 2005 19:41
Gnocchi is easy to do, but it's hard to do well. Not a skill I've ever mastered. Besides, I hate to cook for just myself.
Still, I'll have my chance in just a week. Thank God.
Posted by Jason | November 12, 2005 12:49 AM
Posted on November 12, 2005 00:49
Hmmm, where to eat today? Sergio's... Antonio's... Milan... so many choices!
Posted by Erik | November 12, 2005 9:34 AM
Posted on November 12, 2005 09:34
There's always Little Italy for when you come home....
Posted by Brian | November 12, 2005 7:17 PM
Posted on November 12, 2005 19:17
Jason, if you will pay for air fare, groceries, and living accomodations, I will glady work as your personal chef.
Scorpius: "I know this great beach with naked Sebacean girls. We can get eye-talian."
Crichton: "I don't LIKE eye-talian."
Scorpius: "I know a great place where we can get pizza and margarita shooters."
Crichton: "You don't have pizza with margarita shooters!"
Posted by Bard | November 13, 2005 1:02 AM
Posted on November 13, 2005 01:02
I never posted you anything before so I thought I would share some love.
I guess you aren't coming home for Thanksgiving? I was going to invite you and the family to come to NYC to see the Macy's Parade. I have a hotel room with a parade view and the balloons are eye level.
We will talk soon to catch up.
Love ya.
P.S. Mmmmm......Carmines.
Posted by Kiki | November 13, 2005 9:42 AM
Posted on November 13, 2005 09:42
Erik: fuck you. :P Sorry, but someone had to say it.
Kiki as in THE Kiki???
Jason, you can buy very good premade gnocchi and can smother them with the delicious topping of your choosing. Lots of other things you can cook yourself too, I am sure. I've seen you in a kitchen, you didn't hurt yourself of burn anything. Buy a cookbook and go crazy. At least YOU have access to all the ingredients you'd need...
Posted by The Ogre | November 13, 2005 1:06 PM
Posted on November 13, 2005 13:06
Yes darling, it's me. :) Just stopping by to read some of Jason's interesting thoughts.
We seriously need to talk! There is so much going on. It's been years (other than the 2 minute conversation we had on the phone when you were bowling with Jason). Email me with your number or I'll get it from Jason.
Posted by Kiki | November 13, 2005 2:16 PM
Posted on November 13, 2005 14:16
Wooh! I'll definitely get you my number, you are right there is a LOT of catching up to do... As for our previous conversation it had to be a full three minutes. ;)
Posted by The Ogre | November 13, 2005 6:03 PM
Posted on November 13, 2005 18:03
Kiki!
I'll be in town for Thanksgiving, but not available for the parading. Sorry. :( Maybe I can catch you on another day, though?
I'll call sometime this week.
Posted by Jason | November 14, 2005 12:31 PM
Posted on November 14, 2005 12:31
For sure! I always love seeing you! :)
Plus....guess who's birthday is coming up? Your surprise party is still one of my most favorite birthday memories and always will be. So sweet.
Posted by Kiki | November 14, 2005 2:36 PM
Posted on November 14, 2005 14:36