Nice little evening tonight. Caitlin's still battling a nasty cough, but made it through her second day at school. Also sick: our Italian tutor, so no lezione per noi stasera. Only one thing to do: Date Night! It's funny: we've spent so much time together recently, but felt like we hadn't had any time to just relax, joke around, talk about nothing, gaze lovingly into each other's eyes.
So we headed toward one of the taxi driver-recommended restaurants which just so happens to be located near Stazione Trastevere. Caitlin decided to practice on her 2.75-inch heels, which was somewhere between exciting and excruciating. The cobblestones especially were a doozy. We realized, though, that the key to walking in heels (and enjoying a lovely evening passegiata) is to take it slowly.
Sadly, our restaurant was closed for renovations. Bummer. Back on the tram to our neck of the woods — maybe sushi? kebab? But across Viale di Trastevere, a pizzeria calls us. Funny, we've each seen this building at least a hundred times, but it had never registered in our minds as an actual destination for anything. But tonight it was rockin'. So we walked in and were pleasantly surprised. Rows of marble-slab tables, a wood-fired oven, a dozen camerieri in green bow-ties, interior design that apparently hadn't been altered since the war.
So a nice little date, a funny little story tonight. But tiny surprises are much appreciated here.
So we headed toward one of the taxi driver-recommended restaurants which just so happens to be located near Stazione Trastevere. Caitlin decided to practice on her 2.75-inch heels, which was somewhere between exciting and excruciating. The cobblestones especially were a doozy. We realized, though, that the key to walking in heels (and enjoying a lovely evening passegiata) is to take it slowly.
Sadly, our restaurant was closed for renovations. Bummer. Back on the tram to our neck of the woods — maybe sushi? kebab? But across Viale di Trastevere, a pizzeria calls us. Funny, we've each seen this building at least a hundred times, but it had never registered in our minds as an actual destination for anything. But tonight it was rockin'. So we walked in and were pleasantly surprised. Rows of marble-slab tables, a wood-fired oven, a dozen camerieri in green bow-ties, interior design that apparently hadn't been altered since the war.
So a nice little date, a funny little story tonight. But tiny surprises are much appreciated here.
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