italian boy

italian boy

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Am I reaching for the stars?

Is it that impossible to get a decent bagel in DC?  My New Yorkers say it’s because of the water.  I say it’s because of the Jews.  Maybe DC just doesn’t have enough picky Jewish mothers ready to verbally degrade shop owners that sell the doughy, dense, five inch hockey pucks we’re all so used to.  And please don’t get me started on the cream cheese situation. L'Shanah Tovah, y'all.

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Hi there, my name is Giacomo and I enjoy things delicious. Long story short, my parents moved from Italy to NJ where I grew up (and loved it) but found myself in Washington, DC fourteen years ago and haven’t yet found an excuse to leave. Food has always been a huge part of my day and life… from happy times, sad times, holidays, drunken escapades and all the rest in between, I’ve usually spent a good portion of that time putting something in my mouth. I guess I started this blog a little while ago to keep track of what I was cooking and places I’d eat-- simply because my friends were always asking “how do you make this” or “where do you get that” but surprisingly over time I guess real people started reading too. SO, take a look around and let me know what you think. You’ll see that the backbone of lots of my food is Italian but I manage to cover most bases. Thanks for stopping by. BUON APPETITO!

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