Okay..I promise to write a much, much longer and more wonderful post (with pictures) about Rome, but I have a few significant things to say for the readers of mine who have studied in the Saint Mary’s College Rome program:
1.) First dinner: L’insalata Ricca….bruschetta–enough said.
2.) Went out to dinner with Tiziano-Daniel and hung out in the Tiz for a few hours.
3.) Had Giolitti several times already. But there is a new place called Grom, and it’s also freaking awesome.
4.) Met up with Father Mark in the classroom for a quick chat.
5.) Talked to Portia in the office, and let me tell you…she’s still so intimidating. Could have sworn I was still a student. This led to a run-in with Stefania. Still such a lovely person.
6.) Pascucci everyday, basically. Bruno and Patrizio knew Jill and I were coming, but Patrizia didn’t…imagine that reaction! It was the BEST!!!
5.) Sat in on HANSEN’S class. Not tour….class. And it was just as phenomenal as her tour lectures.
6.) Having drinks at P. Gardner’s house tomorrow. BAM!
I’ve seen my fair share of brothels (from the outside, obviously..) given my travels, and let me tell you, this one takes the cake. Brothel’s usually have semi-normal names, like Big Sister (creepy) and Bunny Ranch (eww?). Let’s see what this Rosenheim brothel’s name is:
If that wasn’t enough, it’s displayed on the front of the building as well.
Definitely the most creative name, I’ve seen. Hah. I don’t know about you, but if I were looking for a brothel, I’d absolutely pick ❤ ASS as the place I would recklessly spend money and get gonorrhea. I’m not real sure what the name means exactly, but it’s just so inviting. Does it mean “I love ass” or “We have heart shaped asses?” Frankly, if could mean anything…and that’s what makes it so genius and hilarious.
Rome tomorrow–surely, they don’t have ❤ ASS brothels.
I’m officially caught up on Gossip Girl, and I’ve had a revelation. Didn’t take me too long, did it?
This show is completely about people with mental disorders.
That is all.
I know, I know…I’ve been posting all of this food and haven’t been telling you how to make it. So rude of me. Well, it’s time. I messed around in the kitchen yesterday and came up with something truly delightful and super simple.
This all started while skyping with Jillian. I was getting a bit hungry while she was busy getting frustrated with Italian train strikes, so I decided to chop up some veggies. And it all came together. Random mixed veggies and pasta. Perfetto! I have no title for this recipe, so if you can think of anything witty, I’d be happy to name my dish with your suggestions.
Nameless Pasta Stuff
About 5 tbs of butter
1 clove of garlic, minced
1 onion, diced
1 yellow bell pepper, diced
5 to 6 cherry tomatoes, quartered
6 white mushrooms, sliced
Salt and pepper
1/2 pound of rotini pasta
100 grams of feta cheese, crumbled
1.) Heat butter and garlic in a pan until butter melts and garlic starts sizzling, then add in the diced onion and yellow pepper, salt and pepper generously.
2.) While veggie mix is cooking, start to boil water (with about 1/2 tsp of salt) for the rotini pasta. Once it starts boiling, add in the pasta. It cooks for about 8 minutes.
3.) While the pasta cooks, add cherry tomatoes and mushrooms to the onion/pepper mix. Stir and cook down the mushrooms until the pasta is done.
4.) Strain pasta and put back into the pot it was cooked in. Add vegetable mixture and stir together. Stir in crumbled feta cheese. Enjoy!
This show is almost as ridiculous and slutty as this promotional photo. And I’m not gonna lie…I love it. I watched the first season back in my freshman year in college and then never watched another episode until this week. I can’t believe I have been missing this raunchy piece of CW television. I mean, who doesn’t love bitchy rich kids exploiting other bitchy rich kids?? Umm. Everybody loves that. Duh.
The only terribly annoying thing (other than the occasional shitty video quality) is that I have an odd amount of Facebook friends who love to watch GG and then post spoilers allllllllllll over their pages. I’m behind, bitches. Keep the plot lines to yourselves. Social media is ruining my online tv life. I think there’s a problem with that. Possibly several problems. Perhaps I need to spend less time online…it could be that I need to stop being a tv slacker…? The world may never know.
I’ve watched 2 1/2 seasons in the past week. I fully intend on catching up by the time I leave Germany, which is about 4 days. Maybe I need a life. Hmm.
I think the best thing about Karl’s birthday fryer was the fact that we could make doughnuts. So we did. Knock off Krispy Kreme doughnuts. And they were amazing. Kinda crappy the next day, but when they were hot…..holy crap were they delicious!
Here’s the link for the recipe:
|We even tried them with oreos in them…turned cake-like..interesting.
Fifty doughnuts later, we finished. Thankfully, the entire church decided to come over yesterday and eat most of them.
So, I’m not in the hospital from that heart attack yet. In fact, I’m totally detoxing myself this week. No more fried crap. Woof.
Spent the day in Munich with the church. Drove home on the autobahn. Not the first time, but the prettiest time. Also, its really freaking scary. But probably because I’m American. And we have speed limits…always.