I ate (and drank) everything

(Let’s call this a throwback Thursday post. I started it last week on my final evening in Rome.) It’s 8:00 in Rome and I’m starting to get hungry. The rain is pouring down, which makes my hope to go Enzo 29 again a bit soggy. I think I may need to stay closer to home … Continue reading I ate (and drank) everything

Thoughts inspired by dinner at Enzo29

Americans are always the loudest. They want everyone to hear them but they don’t know how to listen. I want to softly tell the table of 6-Got-SUNY-semester-abroad written all over them, (unfortunately not in invisible ink), that I adore their enthusiasm and excitement but couldn’t they enjoy themselves just as much if they spoke in … Continue reading Thoughts inspired by dinner at Enzo29