Recently my life has allowed me to incorporate the phrase from a friend “eat the restaurant” as in, “tonight, let’s eat the restaurant.” If you can’t figure out what this means, then I can’t help you.
So in Amalfi with Mendalina, that phrase came up at least twice. And one night, we did eat almost the whole restaurant. There were starters, pastas, seconds, desserts, after dessert liquor, after dinner coffee. We closed the place down. The next day we took a bus along the entire coastline of Amalfi. There was a moment of confusion and we didn’t get off in Positano (as our plans and bus tickets thought we would) but the water was just as lovely bluish green further down the coast.
It was a lovely get away weekend. Unfortunately, once more I’m depending on Mendy for pictures because when I tried to save my pictures from my camera, the computer is not reading the disk. So, maybe in a few days. Sorry. And trust me, there is some video of Mendy in the Sorrento ferry station that really is not to be missed. You’ll have to watch it from my camera I suppose.
Now I’m tired and road weary and my stomach, for some strange reason, seems a tad bit fatter. So, off to bed. Go eat the restaurant and report back to me. Oh, and for some strange images you can imagine in a David Lynch type way: a dog sleeping in a dirt planter, confetti blowing along the sidewalk in mini-clouds, a bus driver whose eyes were poured from the sea, cantaloupe liquor in a glass, waves, white caps, darkness, and rain rolling down window panes smudging everything.