doug rr wrote:go to one of those places with a sign outside that says they dont have pizza and ask for a pizza
never seen one of these before
had a dope-ass fettuccine funghi porcini at din din
interesting...its been probably 5 years since I've been but I remember small restaurants doing that..some in Rome but most in smaller towns in and around Tuscany...keeping the tourists away I guess..
what happened when you asked for pizza?
they brought two margherita
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doug rr wrote:go to one of those places with a sign outside that says they dont have pizza and ask for a pizza
never seen one of these before
had a dope-ass fettuccine funghi porcini at din din
interesting...its been probably 5 years since I've been but I remember small restaurants doing that..some in Rome but most in smaller towns in and around Tuscany...keeping the tourists away I guess..
doug rr wrote:go to one of those places with a sign outside that says they dont have pizza and ask for a pizza
never seen one of these before
had a dope-ass fettuccine funghi porcini at din din
interesting...its been probably 5 years since I've been but I remember small restaurants doing that..some in Rome but most in smaller towns in and around Tuscany...keeping the tourists away I guess..
doug rr wrote:go to one of those places with a sign outside that says they dont have pizza and ask for a pizza
never seen one of these before
had a dope-ass fettuccine funghi porcini at din din
interesting...its been probably 5 years since I've been but I remember small restaurants doing that..some in Rome but most in smaller towns in and around Tuscany...keeping the tourists away I guess..
doug rr wrote:go to one of those places with a sign outside that says they dont have pizza and ask for a pizza
never seen one of these before
had a dope-ass fettuccine funghi porcini at din din
interesting...its been probably 5 years since I've been but I remember small restaurants doing that..some in Rome but most in smaller towns in and around Tuscany...keeping the tourists away I guess..
doug, you were in venice, california, you idiot
I swear, I'm not lying...
I've got some time to think about whether I want to try to insult some Italians or not for doug's amusement.
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doug rr wrote:go to one of those places with a sign outside that says they dont have pizza and ask for a pizza
never seen one of these before
had a dope-ass fettuccine funghi porcini at din din
interesting...its been probably 5 years since I've been but I remember small restaurants doing that..some in Rome but most in smaller towns in and around Tuscany...keeping the tourists away I guess..
doug, you were in venice, california, you idiot
I swear, I'm not lying...
I've got some time to think about whether I want to try to insult some Italians or not for doug's amusement.
Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.
There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.
There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.
There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.
O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.
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doug rr wrote:I just confirmed with my wife about this...there were a couple places in Rome but Pienza had many signs last time we were there
makes sense a lot of places don't have an oven or are focused on other dishes, esp further north ... and depending on location you can just get repeat hordes of americanos coming in and asking for pizza
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doug rr wrote:I just confirmed with my wife about this...there were a couple places in Rome but Pienza had many signs last time we were there
makes sense a lot of places don't have an oven or are focused on other dishes, esp further north ... and depending on location you can just get repeat hordes of americanos coming in and asking for pizza
Americans are used to getting whatever they want. I heard a funny story recently about a croque monsiuer in France.
doug rr wrote:I just confirmed with my wife about this...there were a couple places in Rome but Pienza had many signs last time we were there
makes sense a lot of places don't have an oven or are focused on other dishes, esp further north ... and depending on location you can just get repeat hordes of americanos coming in and asking for pizza
Americans are used to getting whatever they want. I heard a funny story recently about a croque monsiuer in France.
doug rr wrote:I just confirmed with my wife about this...there were a couple places in Rome but Pienza had many signs last time we were there
makes sense a lot of places don't have an oven or are focused on other dishes, esp further north ... and depending on location you can just get repeat hordes of americanos coming in and asking for pizza
Americans are used to getting whatever they want. I heard a funny story recently about a croque monsiuer in France.
one of my all time favorite sandwiches...go on...
One of my wife’s colleagues is over there for a month with his family. His seven year old wanted a CM with no cheese; the waiter responded “NO POE SEE BLAY!” and the kid was dumbfounded.
doug rr wrote:I just confirmed with my wife about this...there were a couple places in Rome but Pienza had many signs last time we were there
makes sense a lot of places don't have an oven or are focused on other dishes, esp further north ... and depending on location you can just get repeat hordes of americanos coming in and asking for pizza
Americans are used to getting whatever they want. I heard a funny story recently about a croque monsiuer in France.
one of my all time favorite sandwiches...go on...
One of my wife’s colleagues is over there for a month with his family. His seven year old wanted a CM with no cheese; the waiter responded “NO POE SEE BLAY!” and the kid was dumbfounded.
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Anders wrote:Going to The Phillipines in a week. Big trip with a three year old, but hopefully good times overall.
enjoy brother!
let us know how it goes
we'll create a Philippines thread in the Travel forum
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