Dude--- these candy ass Yankees can't handle a real jalapeno. I mean ya, there may be a few of them that can yank one off the vine and pop it down without flinching--- but they all live in the Bronx. This is Manhattan. These folks here are butter soft.
I'll be in Frascati next week. My brother-in-law claims no one in America can cook Italian.
Oh I'm sure there is. But there's a romantasizing thing that goes on when you eat real Italian food in Italy. It just magically tastes better. Lot of placebo effect if you ask me.
Yes. My brother in law lived over here for several years, acquired the habit of back pocket wallet. He's been picked a few times, usually on the subway. I have one of those inside the pants pockets from my last trip, but I picked up a travel vest from Railriders this year with inside zip pockets. I'll be carrying passport in one, wallet in another. I'll avoid rush hour on the subway. Will you be staying downtown? A few offbeat places: Capuchin monastery. Monks are buried, then bones dug up, become bone art. The Mouth of Truth. From Roman holiday. There's a cantina in Frascati in a parking lot. Perched on a cliff where you can watch the sun set over Rome. The Pantheon, only intact building from classical times. My mother's favorite: the arch of Titus, memorializing the sack of Jerusalem and the dispersal of the Jews. I want to go to Lake Nemi. Caligula kept 2 giant boats there. Mussolini dug them up. On their way out of Italy the Germans burned them.
Well, you should start by doing what the Romans do and go from there...
The Waldorf?Thanks for all the advice fellas. The old architecture was great, the food just OK and the graffiti a real turn off. And it stunk, trash everywhere. Stayed at the Waldorf, very nice.
Oh and lots of hot Italian gals running around!
One day I'll write a book. It will probably sell fewer than a hundred copies, but at least I'll have all this off my chest.
