I hope you all had a fantastic Halloween weekend. I had way too much fun going out for a bit as nonna, with a terrifyingly huge bosom, support hose, and an accent as thick as her ragù. Big nonna hugs and cheek pinches for everyone!
Although a few hobgoblins decided to stay overnight and try to mess with my birthday the next day. I woke up to a fraud alert on one of my credit cards (fortunately my bank figured it out quickly). And on my drive home at the end of the weekend—cruising home in the rain listening to KPOO—my clutch suddenly stopped working. What?! I managed to shove it into second gear and do some clever driving home (no hills and lots of revving!), and now I get to wait a week for a new clutch pressure plate. My car is rapidly reassuming that Fix It Again Tony status Fiats were once infamous for, managgia.
But neither of these silly things could dampen the absolutely fabulous birthday weekend I had, which included brunch with my family on Saturday at Piccino, a (hungover) garden party at my dear friend’s house in Bernal with #champagneallday (thanks to all my beloved friends for making that happen), and I preordered some Shegetz bagels in order to have a full-on bagel platter (they were warm when we picked them up on Sunday, heaven!), plus we had sweet treats from Pinkie’s and Little Bee too. The weather all weekend was gorgeous. And you gotta love having an extra hour to party/sleep/celebrate on your birthday. Purr.
Okay, amici, this is the last week of voting for my piece in the Time Out New York Ultimate New York Life contest! Have you voted yet? Thank you!
My post (Seven things San Francisco restaurants need to stop doing, like, right now) is #1 on the page and will hopefully be number one in votes, because the winner gets an apartment rent-free in New York City for six months and will write for Time Out about New York’s restaurant, nightlife, and city scene. So amazing! I would love to rock New York City for six months, but don’t worry, tablehopper will still get written as well.
Thank you for your vote for #1, it means so much to me! And it will just take 10 seconds, promise. Mwah!
Ciao ciao! Marcia Gagliardi
The ever-beaming Sher at Piccino with a platter of vintage glasses and sparkling Moscato d’Asti. If this doesn’t say festa, I don’t know what does! Photo: © tablehopper.com.View tablehopper Newsletter from Tuesday, Nov 3 2015
