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Ronchi78
venerdì 31 dicembre 2010
martedì 28 dicembre 2010
Presente e possato, Christmas and the joy of giving........
First of all I want to apologise for not writing lately it was Christmas, I had a wonderful Christmas followed with a terrible flu and I have been very emotional, just because many many many years ago I have been in a very big family, well not that big but it has been the first Christmas in 13 years where I witnessed once again happy holidays and a festive Christmas with the family loving and happy, ohhh wow it was magical but it made me emotional, it brought back memories I have not wanted to recall and tried to avoid during Christmas time every year. I love Christmas time, I forgot how I do not particularly prefer Christmas day itself because Im normally alone.
This year I entered Christmas day with the most amazing family, we had dinner, laughed so much and I finally received a present I did not have to buy myself, it means so much to me, I am sad but really happy, maybe overwhelmed and not used to this anymore, dear I have difficulty asking any human being for any type of help.... it came in handy over the years, I can change plugs, tile floors, fix my own tumble dryer if I did not know I buy a book to help me, in my vocabulary EVERYTHING is do-able, well not in a sexual type of way but uffffff, you know what I mean....
Now I want to recall back beautiful memories and tell you about the gifts first that might seem strange to all of you that I just came in and placed, added and decorated in Ronchi78, its really funny and ohhhh I loved every second of it and nobody stopped me, Giacomo just stood aside and watched as I started to decorate starting with a cookbook followed by a Vuvuzela then an abundance of Vuvuzelas.............. and the story continues......
Within my second week in Milan and Ronchi78 I took the Metro to Duomo station for the reason to visit the Duomo, I walked around in the station and saw a shop selling Vuvuzelas, ohhh dear I immediately thought about Ronchi78 as well as Giacomo, he called me Vuvuzela and even mimicked holding a vuvuzela in his hand making the sound every time he saw me hehehehe.....
So I bought a Vuvuzela and took it to Ronchi78 at once.
When I entered Ronchi78 and Giacomo saw the Vuvuzela ohh dear he was like a little boy he took it and walked around not being able to look me in the eyes because he was happy, I could see the gratitude and gratitude is absolutely beautiful to me, I love giving when what is given is appreciated. I then left to go to Duomo just savoring the memory... it was wonderful...
My next gift to ROnchi78 was then another 8 Vuvuzelas, at that time I bonded very much with the football team and had so much fun that I forgot that I had to fly away from Italy, I stayed in Italy but the morning before I was supposed to leave Italy, I bought all the football players each a Vuvuzela and took it to Ronchi78.... I know it was strange.... I could not properly communicate with these people but I buy them presents, but It felt so good I was so happy..
The following monday I surprised Ronchis by visiting and letting Giacomo as well as max know that I stayed and never left, I was really happy and then I went and bought Ronchi78 a little Christmas tree.
Every dsy I entered Ronchis decorating it with something new, pretty christmas balls, christmas decorations, christmas socks, lights I even bought little cafe cups from Germany you name it, I got it, Giacomo said nothing he just kept quiet as I decorated, even the puppet lady that is placed in one corner of the restaurant (I call nonna) got a new apron and a shef hat engraved with the name Ronchi78 on it.
Ahhhh I loved it, I absolutely enjoyed every second of it decorating, choosing the decorations ahhh it was wonderful, to finish I bought a wish box and filled it with Ferrero chocolates too, Still not really communicating just eye contact, smiling and decorating hahahaha, yes it was the strangest situation, I was just following my heart and I was happy, really happy so it was all good.
After decorating in the evenings as I left Ronchi78 there was a man selling roses and he begged me to please buy roses from him, I buaght three. As I was on my way back to my hotel I noticed an old lady with her husband, walking hand in hand late at night peeping through a jewellery shops window explaining to her husband in Italian about some jewelry piece she liked.
I then suddenly stopped and decided to give this lady my roses, I first smelled them once again, walked right up to her and held it out to her, she first refused because she thought I wanted money for it but she took them when she investigated me quickly up and down looking at how I was dressed. Everybody in Milan wants to give you roses but wants money afterwards, I know its cruel, the first time some guy came to me, offered me roses and I smiled saying thank you then he told me forcefully how much he wanted for them so I was sad and gave them back at once. Afterwards I thought about how lovely it would be receiving roses without having to pay for them, I did later on I received 5 roses and I hung them in Ronchi78, hehehehehe.
I don't know what it is about Ronchis that draws me in so much, its unexplainable, its a very strange situation.... which I really do not want to analyze right now.
Noooo Im going to keep the analyzing for January, its still Christmas month..... ohh yesssss.
Christmas itself was wonderful and for me to explain it, I would have to lie, for me it was a memory so precious no money will be able to buy it......
This world may have thieves in it, it may have killers in it Thank GOD it does not have memory thieves in it, ohhhh dear, no no no that would be terrible....
I am sorry if my writing this time is not so amusing or funny, the reasons being are feelings of overwhelming emotions and a flu....
I will write again soon......
This year I entered Christmas day with the most amazing family, we had dinner, laughed so much and I finally received a present I did not have to buy myself, it means so much to me, I am sad but really happy, maybe overwhelmed and not used to this anymore, dear I have difficulty asking any human being for any type of help.... it came in handy over the years, I can change plugs, tile floors, fix my own tumble dryer if I did not know I buy a book to help me, in my vocabulary EVERYTHING is do-able, well not in a sexual type of way but uffffff, you know what I mean....
Now I want to recall back beautiful memories and tell you about the gifts first that might seem strange to all of you that I just came in and placed, added and decorated in Ronchi78, its really funny and ohhhh I loved every second of it and nobody stopped me, Giacomo just stood aside and watched as I started to decorate starting with a cookbook followed by a Vuvuzela then an abundance of Vuvuzelas.............. and the story continues......
Within my second week in Milan and Ronchi78 I took the Metro to Duomo station for the reason to visit the Duomo, I walked around in the station and saw a shop selling Vuvuzelas, ohhh dear I immediately thought about Ronchi78 as well as Giacomo, he called me Vuvuzela and even mimicked holding a vuvuzela in his hand making the sound every time he saw me hehehehe.....
So I bought a Vuvuzela and took it to Ronchi78 at once.
When I entered Ronchi78 and Giacomo saw the Vuvuzela ohh dear he was like a little boy he took it and walked around not being able to look me in the eyes because he was happy, I could see the gratitude and gratitude is absolutely beautiful to me, I love giving when what is given is appreciated. I then left to go to Duomo just savoring the memory... it was wonderful...
My next gift to ROnchi78 was then another 8 Vuvuzelas, at that time I bonded very much with the football team and had so much fun that I forgot that I had to fly away from Italy, I stayed in Italy but the morning before I was supposed to leave Italy, I bought all the football players each a Vuvuzela and took it to Ronchi78.... I know it was strange.... I could not properly communicate with these people but I buy them presents, but It felt so good I was so happy..
The following monday I surprised Ronchis by visiting and letting Giacomo as well as max know that I stayed and never left, I was really happy and then I went and bought Ronchi78 a little Christmas tree.
Every dsy I entered Ronchis decorating it with something new, pretty christmas balls, christmas decorations, christmas socks, lights I even bought little cafe cups from Germany you name it, I got it, Giacomo said nothing he just kept quiet as I decorated, even the puppet lady that is placed in one corner of the restaurant (I call nonna) got a new apron and a shef hat engraved with the name Ronchi78 on it.
Ahhhh I loved it, I absolutely enjoyed every second of it decorating, choosing the decorations ahhh it was wonderful, to finish I bought a wish box and filled it with Ferrero chocolates too, Still not really communicating just eye contact, smiling and decorating hahahaha, yes it was the strangest situation, I was just following my heart and I was happy, really happy so it was all good.
After decorating in the evenings as I left Ronchi78 there was a man selling roses and he begged me to please buy roses from him, I buaght three. As I was on my way back to my hotel I noticed an old lady with her husband, walking hand in hand late at night peeping through a jewellery shops window explaining to her husband in Italian about some jewelry piece she liked.
I then suddenly stopped and decided to give this lady my roses, I first smelled them once again, walked right up to her and held it out to her, she first refused because she thought I wanted money for it but she took them when she investigated me quickly up and down looking at how I was dressed. Everybody in Milan wants to give you roses but wants money afterwards, I know its cruel, the first time some guy came to me, offered me roses and I smiled saying thank you then he told me forcefully how much he wanted for them so I was sad and gave them back at once. Afterwards I thought about how lovely it would be receiving roses without having to pay for them, I did later on I received 5 roses and I hung them in Ronchi78, hehehehehe.
I don't know what it is about Ronchis that draws me in so much, its unexplainable, its a very strange situation.... which I really do not want to analyze right now.
Noooo Im going to keep the analyzing for January, its still Christmas month..... ohh yesssss.
Christmas itself was wonderful and for me to explain it, I would have to lie, for me it was a memory so precious no money will be able to buy it......
This world may have thieves in it, it may have killers in it Thank GOD it does not have memory thieves in it, ohhhh dear, no no no that would be terrible....
I am sorry if my writing this time is not so amusing or funny, the reasons being are feelings of overwhelming emotions and a flu....
I will write again soon......
domenica 26 dicembre 2010
Belle - Beauty and the Beast
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sabato 25 dicembre 2010
Billy Idol - Jingle Bell Rock
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lunedì 20 dicembre 2010
.....ta di da di dum....
I am in the process of thinking, not thinking about what to write but thinking about many things..... you will not believe me if I had to tell what is going through my mind, perhaps you will believe me, my thoughts are normal for once......
I am wondering if I am making the right choices for myself and so on, perhaps investing, well it does not matter where I go, the next step for me is to invest and expand. Investing either time or money or both. I just want to do it where my heart is and where I am happiest.
Wherever I know I am headed the future holds only a solid ground where I cannot just fly away easily, I will just have to see where to manifest and spread my golden roots, its time, I feel it, Its sacry but exciting aswell..... I love a little danger, excitement and a challenge mhwa ha ha ;-D
I have really been amused, Giacomo and I spoke about relationships in Milan. As most wonderful and kind gentlemen have tried to persue me with speach I found it really interesting but not bedazzled at all. ....
....WAIT, I went to go make myself some tea, relaxed for a moment and my mind went down memory lane, hahahahah if you have been reading the blog and if you have been amused hahaha you will love this story....
I was about 5 years old, my brother and myself were playing outside I was trying to climb a tree and my brother was playing with his pallet gun. My brother have this crazy ability that whenever he shoots with a gun into the air it hits a bird, its amazing....
So I was busy climbing the tree, my brother without really paying attention took his pallet gun and just shot into the sky without even looking, PHEWWWWwwwwwww Boooop, there a pigione fell onto the ground, MAMA MIA.......
...Imagine me 5 years old yelling with my tone of voice in shock at my brother telling him to go get the surgical sissors!!!!! My brother did not argue he just did as he was told.
At that moment all that was going through my litte mind was "how to perform an operation on a bird", my brother returned with the surgical sissors and a pair of tweezers, I took it at once and whooops in I went with the sissors and the tweezers tring to find the bullet, oh dear, I felt such a panick, I was tring my best to find the bullet and I was not sure if the bird was alive or just passed out from the pain.... I looked and looked and could not find anything so I turned my head to my brother and told him that I think he killed the bird....
My brother then felt so bad he started to cry but I told him not to worry, all that he must do now is to please dig a hole in the backyard while I prepare the funeral ceremony...
My brother then once again did as he was told, I went to get the bible and a shoe box to place the pigione in it and when I went into the backyard I asked my brother to read the bible, I could not read the big words at that time, so he read the bible afterwards we prayed, we then placed the shoe box with the pigione in it into the ground covered it with ground and we sang bible songs to end the ceremony..... my brother felt better afterwards but I felt terrible for not being albe to save it, ufff I suppose I was 5 years old and performing surgery is not recommended, atleast I tried and over the years with the image of that experience in my mind I realised where I have gone wrong, the fact was that I think the pigione died when he hit the ground, but if I had to perform immediate surgery on a bird again today, I might be albe to save it, well I hope so?....
Yes I was a very strange child, I was a very alone child, always busy with some strange things in my mind, I did not care much about what was going on round me, as long as I had my Cinderella book and my video tape of Beauty and the Beast I was ok, my imagination was big enough to keep me entertained for 20 lifetimes, ohh dear you should have seen me when I wached toy story for the first time, I literally layed awake in bed pretending to sleep peeping through one eyelid to see if my dolls came alive, they never did, ohh I was so dissapointed.
As a child before school my friend was nature and I was always speaking to someone I knew was there but could not see, and I always asked the most impossibile questions about geography.
The one day I went to my mother and asked her where the thunder come from, she told me "Thunder is God being angry at you for being naughty and that He wants to give you a hiding", I was really puzzled because I never did anything wrong, Why would God want to be angry I thought, so the one day the thunder arrived again and I sat on the dining room table yelling back after every thunder strike "NOOOO I was not bad, dont be angry, leave me alone!!!!", I talked to the sea too, I told the waves not to pull me in and when the current did not pull me in I appraised the waves saying "Good Mr Sea" but when the waves pulled me in I got frightened, ran out onto the beach, stood in front of the sea and said with a very dissapointed and serious look on my face "Bad Mr Sea, I asked you nicely not to pull me in." hahahahaha I probably looked strange to the passer by's, hehehehehe, these are only a few memories I have stored in my mind up to the age of 7, uff If I had to write about everything it will never stop, my most valuable memories are the ones spent with my father, I do not have one bad memory of my father, it was only always love, laughter, fun and he was really crazy protective over me, he loved me more than anything else on the planet, he literally would have killed and died for me, he was a very good man and thaught me what true unconditional love was, the most valuable lesson of all, my first nine years of my life was was only happiness, security, stability, laughter, joy, beautiful memories, protection, love and light, more than what most people has had in an entire lifetime.
My deceased father I will love unconditionally, remember and respect untill I have to pass on day. I was truly blessed to have had my father even though it was short, it was priceless.
I am tired and really want to sleep.
Buona Notte!!!!
I will write again soon this time about my adventure again @Ronchi78...
I am wondering if I am making the right choices for myself and so on, perhaps investing, well it does not matter where I go, the next step for me is to invest and expand. Investing either time or money or both. I just want to do it where my heart is and where I am happiest.
Wherever I know I am headed the future holds only a solid ground where I cannot just fly away easily, I will just have to see where to manifest and spread my golden roots, its time, I feel it, Its sacry but exciting aswell..... I love a little danger, excitement and a challenge mhwa ha ha ;-D
I have really been amused, Giacomo and I spoke about relationships in Milan. As most wonderful and kind gentlemen have tried to persue me with speach I found it really interesting but not bedazzled at all. ....
....WAIT, I went to go make myself some tea, relaxed for a moment and my mind went down memory lane, hahahahah if you have been reading the blog and if you have been amused hahaha you will love this story....
I was about 5 years old, my brother and myself were playing outside I was trying to climb a tree and my brother was playing with his pallet gun. My brother have this crazy ability that whenever he shoots with a gun into the air it hits a bird, its amazing....
So I was busy climbing the tree, my brother without really paying attention took his pallet gun and just shot into the sky without even looking, PHEWWWWwwwwwww Boooop, there a pigione fell onto the ground, MAMA MIA.......
...Imagine me 5 years old yelling with my tone of voice in shock at my brother telling him to go get the surgical sissors!!!!! My brother did not argue he just did as he was told.
At that moment all that was going through my litte mind was "how to perform an operation on a bird", my brother returned with the surgical sissors and a pair of tweezers, I took it at once and whooops in I went with the sissors and the tweezers tring to find the bullet, oh dear, I felt such a panick, I was tring my best to find the bullet and I was not sure if the bird was alive or just passed out from the pain.... I looked and looked and could not find anything so I turned my head to my brother and told him that I think he killed the bird....
My brother then felt so bad he started to cry but I told him not to worry, all that he must do now is to please dig a hole in the backyard while I prepare the funeral ceremony...
My brother then once again did as he was told, I went to get the bible and a shoe box to place the pigione in it and when I went into the backyard I asked my brother to read the bible, I could not read the big words at that time, so he read the bible afterwards we prayed, we then placed the shoe box with the pigione in it into the ground covered it with ground and we sang bible songs to end the ceremony..... my brother felt better afterwards but I felt terrible for not being albe to save it, ufff I suppose I was 5 years old and performing surgery is not recommended, atleast I tried and over the years with the image of that experience in my mind I realised where I have gone wrong, the fact was that I think the pigione died when he hit the ground, but if I had to perform immediate surgery on a bird again today, I might be albe to save it, well I hope so?....
Yes I was a very strange child, I was a very alone child, always busy with some strange things in my mind, I did not care much about what was going on round me, as long as I had my Cinderella book and my video tape of Beauty and the Beast I was ok, my imagination was big enough to keep me entertained for 20 lifetimes, ohh dear you should have seen me when I wached toy story for the first time, I literally layed awake in bed pretending to sleep peeping through one eyelid to see if my dolls came alive, they never did, ohh I was so dissapointed.
As a child before school my friend was nature and I was always speaking to someone I knew was there but could not see, and I always asked the most impossibile questions about geography.
The one day I went to my mother and asked her where the thunder come from, she told me "Thunder is God being angry at you for being naughty and that He wants to give you a hiding", I was really puzzled because I never did anything wrong, Why would God want to be angry I thought, so the one day the thunder arrived again and I sat on the dining room table yelling back after every thunder strike "NOOOO I was not bad, dont be angry, leave me alone!!!!", I talked to the sea too, I told the waves not to pull me in and when the current did not pull me in I appraised the waves saying "Good Mr Sea" but when the waves pulled me in I got frightened, ran out onto the beach, stood in front of the sea and said with a very dissapointed and serious look on my face "Bad Mr Sea, I asked you nicely not to pull me in." hahahahaha I probably looked strange to the passer by's, hehehehehe, these are only a few memories I have stored in my mind up to the age of 7, uff If I had to write about everything it will never stop, my most valuable memories are the ones spent with my father, I do not have one bad memory of my father, it was only always love, laughter, fun and he was really crazy protective over me, he loved me more than anything else on the planet, he literally would have killed and died for me, he was a very good man and thaught me what true unconditional love was, the most valuable lesson of all, my first nine years of my life was was only happiness, security, stability, laughter, joy, beautiful memories, protection, love and light, more than what most people has had in an entire lifetime.
My deceased father I will love unconditionally, remember and respect untill I have to pass on day. I was truly blessed to have had my father even though it was short, it was priceless.
I am tired and really want to sleep.
Buona Notte!!!!
I will write again soon this time about my adventure again @Ronchi78...
mercoledì 15 dicembre 2010
Scuola to Ronchi78
The monday after my wonderful evening I spent outside and could only take the metro back to my hotel the next morning, I went to school and Daniel my wonderful German friend asked if I will please book a table at Ronchi's for 8 people for the coming friday so I agreed.
The next couple of days I did not say anything to Giacomo, I waited untill I had a second confirmation from Daniel to actually book a table for 8 for the friday at Ronchi78.
So the Wednesday I went to Giacomo and booked the table.
In Italy, if you go to any restaurant you have to eat, thats just how it is. Then there are bar's where you have a choice, at a bar you can drink or eat or both. There Are café's where you can choose to drink café and eat or just drink cafe etc.
Then you get a chocolate bar a pizzeria where you cannot drink alcohol but eat pizza etc, I am not completely sure of these facts but I do know that in a restuarant you cannot just drink, at Ronchi78 normaly the guests book a table then they eat and just stay and drink with the music afterwards, so for me to book a tabe for 8 is a booking which means 8 heads, which means many sitting space, which brings in money for Ronchi's.
The friday arrived and Daniel told me to meet them in Brera because they were having an appellativo first. When I arrived to meet them Daniel's girlfriend was all confused and when we all arrived at Ronchi78 they were all full and did not want to eat.
I was upset, embarrest and felt like punching Daniel.
You do not make plans book a table at a restaurant and then when the time arrives make different plans, I wAs really angry because now I felt like an idiot in front of Giacomo, I dissapointed Giacomo and ufff I was upset.
They asked Giacomo if it was ok if they just drink, I could see Giacomo was upset with me and ohhh I felt so angry with Daniel, I did not want Giacomo upset with me it broke my heart and Giacomo the gentleman he is said that it was alright but giving me the upset eye stare, it Made me crazy. I really felt embarrest and really bad.
Allora, so I could see that the other guests wanted more of a discoteca theme and that is not what Ronchi78 is about. Ronchi78 is very classy,, live music, live karaoke, fun and festive. There Are no copious amounts of alcohol and drunk people dancing and falling everywhere, no there Are happy relaxed classy and balanced people singing, laughing, dancing, having fun, eating,, drinking, talking, it is wonderful.
Allora, Daniel did apologise for the evening and I forgave him, he perhaps did not know that booking a table meant that they had to eat.
Allora, right at this moment I am very relaxed I spent time earlier with little Ludevic, I do not know exactly how to spell his name but he is 6 Months old and smiles all the time. Today was his first day that he ate real food and Laura ohh dear it was beautiful.
I love babies they Are the biggest blessings from heaven, when a baby smiles and laugh ohhh dear My heart melts with love and joy, babies Are magical.
I will write again soon.....
The next couple of days I did not say anything to Giacomo, I waited untill I had a second confirmation from Daniel to actually book a table for 8 for the friday at Ronchi78.
So the Wednesday I went to Giacomo and booked the table.
In Italy, if you go to any restaurant you have to eat, thats just how it is. Then there are bar's where you have a choice, at a bar you can drink or eat or both. There Are café's where you can choose to drink café and eat or just drink cafe etc.
Then you get a chocolate bar a pizzeria where you cannot drink alcohol but eat pizza etc, I am not completely sure of these facts but I do know that in a restuarant you cannot just drink, at Ronchi78 normaly the guests book a table then they eat and just stay and drink with the music afterwards, so for me to book a tabe for 8 is a booking which means 8 heads, which means many sitting space, which brings in money for Ronchi's.
The friday arrived and Daniel told me to meet them in Brera because they were having an appellativo first. When I arrived to meet them Daniel's girlfriend was all confused and when we all arrived at Ronchi78 they were all full and did not want to eat.
I was upset, embarrest and felt like punching Daniel.
You do not make plans book a table at a restaurant and then when the time arrives make different plans, I wAs really angry because now I felt like an idiot in front of Giacomo, I dissapointed Giacomo and ufff I was upset.
They asked Giacomo if it was ok if they just drink, I could see Giacomo was upset with me and ohhh I felt so angry with Daniel, I did not want Giacomo upset with me it broke my heart and Giacomo the gentleman he is said that it was alright but giving me the upset eye stare, it Made me crazy. I really felt embarrest and really bad.
Allora, so I could see that the other guests wanted more of a discoteca theme and that is not what Ronchi78 is about. Ronchi78 is very classy,, live music, live karaoke, fun and festive. There Are no copious amounts of alcohol and drunk people dancing and falling everywhere, no there Are happy relaxed classy and balanced people singing, laughing, dancing, having fun, eating,, drinking, talking, it is wonderful.
Allora, Daniel did apologise for the evening and I forgave him, he perhaps did not know that booking a table meant that they had to eat.
Allora, right at this moment I am very relaxed I spent time earlier with little Ludevic, I do not know exactly how to spell his name but he is 6 Months old and smiles all the time. Today was his first day that he ate real food and Laura ohh dear it was beautiful.
I love babies they Are the biggest blessings from heaven, when a baby smiles and laugh ohhh dear My heart melts with love and joy, babies Are magical.
I will write again soon.....
lunedì 13 dicembre 2010
domenica 12 dicembre 2010
venerdì 10 dicembre 2010
Adrenalin.....
Last night at Ronchi78 it was awesome, Paolo as well as Fabio sang music, it was wonderful, I spoke to Dottore and told him that I am a butterfly, we also spoke about Italian architecture so he explained to me a bit about his Office being built in the 17th Century and his home right on top of his Office that was built in the 15th Century, Amazing!!!!!
So I told Dottore that I would love to see his building, he replied "why not?" then I said "perfect I will bring some biscotti."
I was everywhere again last night and this strange man kept talking to me his girlfriend was with him and she was not fortunate looking at all, they were con artists I think, let me explain why.
Giacomo and myself were Busy with the Inland Sea blog, many guests then came walking up the stairs to pay and Giacomo was occupied once again, so I decided to go downstairs to speak to Fabio, we spoke about his school children when the strange man was suddenly downstairs with us.
It was really odd because I remember that I already greeted him and his lady earlier because they were leaving.
I then asked his why he came back but he had this crazy, scary, angry look in his face and he babbled something in Italian then he pushed me in My face. I got such a big fright, all the staff then told me just to stay downstairs. I was frightened, My heart was beating 1000 beats a minute, I then waited for a little while downstairs then I went upstairs.
This man was now accusing Giacomo or somebody of stealing his girlfriend's credit card, nobody in Ronchi78 will take anything from anybody, it is the safest and most honest place on the planet.
The guy was very aggressive.
I was realy frightened to walk home alone at that point but Giacomo called friends to accompany me back home, while we were outside waiting for my companions, we heard fighting around the corner, apparently this crazy man started to attack a CAR guard, shame poor car guard man.
Giacomo and Max then ran to help, shame they are such good men and they told me to go and that I will be safe. I trust them completely with My whole heart so I knew that I would be safe.
I then took a stroll around the Duomo, but I was very worried about Giacomo and Max the thought of Giacomo, Max anybody in the Family getting hurt disturbed My spirit, I was really worried about them. I took a stroll around the Duomo because apart from Ronchi's the Duomo has the most peaceful effect on me. It did not help, so I left the Duomo to go to bed.
This afternoon when I went to Ronchi's Giacomo and Max were in perfect unscratched conditions, ohh I was so happy then Max told me that the pollice intervined, they arrested the crazy man and that the pollice also followed me while I was walking home so they knew that I took a stroll round the Duomo, luckily I did not hug the Duomo like I normaly do otherwise the poor police men might have thought that I was mentaly disturbed, hehehehe.
Allora, I wish you all a beautiful evening and I hope you all have a magical weekend.
Amore Sempre
So I told Dottore that I would love to see his building, he replied "why not?" then I said "perfect I will bring some biscotti."
I was everywhere again last night and this strange man kept talking to me his girlfriend was with him and she was not fortunate looking at all, they were con artists I think, let me explain why.
Giacomo and myself were Busy with the Inland Sea blog, many guests then came walking up the stairs to pay and Giacomo was occupied once again, so I decided to go downstairs to speak to Fabio, we spoke about his school children when the strange man was suddenly downstairs with us.
It was really odd because I remember that I already greeted him and his lady earlier because they were leaving.
I then asked his why he came back but he had this crazy, scary, angry look in his face and he babbled something in Italian then he pushed me in My face. I got such a big fright, all the staff then told me just to stay downstairs. I was frightened, My heart was beating 1000 beats a minute, I then waited for a little while downstairs then I went upstairs.
This man was now accusing Giacomo or somebody of stealing his girlfriend's credit card, nobody in Ronchi78 will take anything from anybody, it is the safest and most honest place on the planet.
The guy was very aggressive.
I was realy frightened to walk home alone at that point but Giacomo called friends to accompany me back home, while we were outside waiting for my companions, we heard fighting around the corner, apparently this crazy man started to attack a CAR guard, shame poor car guard man.
Giacomo and Max then ran to help, shame they are such good men and they told me to go and that I will be safe. I trust them completely with My whole heart so I knew that I would be safe.
I then took a stroll around the Duomo, but I was very worried about Giacomo and Max the thought of Giacomo, Max anybody in the Family getting hurt disturbed My spirit, I was really worried about them. I took a stroll around the Duomo because apart from Ronchi's the Duomo has the most peaceful effect on me. It did not help, so I left the Duomo to go to bed.
This afternoon when I went to Ronchi's Giacomo and Max were in perfect unscratched conditions, ohh I was so happy then Max told me that the pollice intervined, they arrested the crazy man and that the pollice also followed me while I was walking home so they knew that I took a stroll round the Duomo, luckily I did not hug the Duomo like I normaly do otherwise the poor police men might have thought that I was mentaly disturbed, hehehehe.
Allora, I wish you all a beautiful evening and I hope you all have a magical weekend.
Amore Sempre
Popped in quick to say CIAOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Ciao a tutti,
Scuza Scuza, I am so sorry I am so behind with telling the story on this blog, so much more to tell, allora.
I will sit in peace this weekend and write I promise, I just have not been comfortable in my own space that is all.
Allora I wish you all a beautiful day, I hope that all of your dreams come true and that you all have a magical weekend.
MANY MANY MANY KISSES!!!!!
Marilette and Ronchi78
CIAO!!!!!!!!!!
Scuza Scuza, I am so sorry I am so behind with telling the story on this blog, so much more to tell, allora.
I will sit in peace this weekend and write I promise, I just have not been comfortable in my own space that is all.
Allora I wish you all a beautiful day, I hope that all of your dreams come true and that you all have a magical weekend.
MANY MANY MANY KISSES!!!!!
Marilette and Ronchi78
CIAO!!!!!!!!!!
mercoledì 8 dicembre 2010
Inland Sea, Come to me now
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martedì 7 dicembre 2010
Singing for Help
So now I was in this habit of always going to Ronchi's on Teusdays and Thursdays then sometimes in the afternoons for lunch, it was wonderful, I thought that there was only Karaoke on Teusdays and Thursdays, that was not true at all. Well I thought Ronchi's was only a restuarant with Karaoke, that was not true at all neither, it was a Restuarante Musica Dal Vivo, and there were no Music actually on Teusdays, it was just by chance that the 2nd week of my stay in Milan that they had music.
The next Teusday when I arrived for Karaoke at Ronchi's, nothing was there so I asked Max where the music was, he replied that there was none and told me to wait for the football team, now at that moment I was really confused "football team"???
Allora, so I waited and I waited untill 11pm, but Max told me to wait. So the football players entered, among these players were Mirko and Giacomo aswell, now my mind was buzzing, I was wondering what was gong on, questions like "are these people football players that owns a karaoke restuarant?" it was a very strange setup. So now I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, my bladder was full, I needed to urinate and all exits were closed meaning that these football players were sitting at a long tabe that blocked me from going to the bathroom and to the front door to leave.
So I sighed, I had no chioce but to sit.
Mirko was sitting at the first end of the table with Giacomo right next to him on his left, then they talked and my bladder was growing by the second, I even started to swing my feet back and forth in front of myself to keep myself from urinating in my chair. If the football players were wondering what I was doing at that time, when they read this they will know.
The day before I gave Giacomo (Ronchi's) their first gift, it was my Jamie Oliver Italian cook book, hahahahaha I know this story is so unreal but its true.
Giacomo then got up, collected the cook book and showed it to Mirko, Mirko looked confused so he called me over to question me, it felt like an interrogation I was asked many questions.
Then ofcoarse Mirko who at that time I stil knew as All Puccino started to warm up to me and started to introduce the football team with their occupations, all I could remember was, that All Puccino was a stunt man for All Puccino and that Bepe was a pimp, it was not really true but I had fun, I laughed so much at Mirko ahhh he was really funny.
Obviously I now loved spending time at Ronchi78, for Giacomo who has been wonderful from day one, Max, Paolo and all the people, for the music and at that time now for Mirko and the football team.
Everytime after that day I really could not wait to get to Ronchi's again, when I was not close to them I really missed them so I was practically always there. When I was visited any other restaurant or any other place I missed them, only when I walked into Ronchi's I did not miss them.
The only problem was was that my first Hotel I stayed in was a really wonderful Hotel but in Maccichinni so I had to take the Metro before 12 every night and many times I would stay at Ronchis past 12 then I either had to take a taxi or a tram back to my hotel, I did not want to take to taxi afte a while anymore it was quite expensive to take a taxi every night and the tram was confusing I got lost all the time.
The one week, Anna went with me to Ronchis and we discussed before the time that I can stay over at her place, so we went to Ronchis and we had fun, then Anna was really tired and told me that she was gong home but I just need to call her when I was outside her apartment so that she could open up for me.
Allora, it was about 2am when I left Ronchi's and got completely lost to her apartment, so I sighed, the streets were empty it was really cold so I decided: "well I dont know where I am so let me walk round and sing." I then walked round and sang out loud dancing too in the empty streets of Center Milan, Picturing myself in a broadway musical, ohhh It was wonderful, suddenly (pause for 5 seconds and hold your breath.....1.......2.........3........4..........5 ..... allora exhale per favore), the scurity guards came, he told me "signora, you sing beautiful, but you cannot sing now, people are sleeping", then I felt a bit sad, so I told him that I was lost and gave him my girlfriend's address.
The security guard was so helpful he was even a tour guide too, he showed me ancient Roman ruins aswell, it was really interesting.
I found my location finally so I tried to phone my friend, unfortunitaly I realised that I had no more call time so it was pointless, my only chioce at that time and that moment was to walk around and sing softly, so I did, I sang and danced in the streets of Milan for another two hours untill the Metro opened and it was really cold but I had so much fun.
The freezing cold did make me think about the homeless and what they would do for heat during Christmas.
I will write about my adventure again soon,
I wish you all a beautiful day filled with love, light and laughter.
Amore Sempre
The next Teusday when I arrived for Karaoke at Ronchi's, nothing was there so I asked Max where the music was, he replied that there was none and told me to wait for the football team, now at that moment I was really confused "football team"???
Allora, so I waited and I waited untill 11pm, but Max told me to wait. So the football players entered, among these players were Mirko and Giacomo aswell, now my mind was buzzing, I was wondering what was gong on, questions like "are these people football players that owns a karaoke restuarant?" it was a very strange setup. So now I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, my bladder was full, I needed to urinate and all exits were closed meaning that these football players were sitting at a long tabe that blocked me from going to the bathroom and to the front door to leave.
So I sighed, I had no chioce but to sit.
Mirko was sitting at the first end of the table with Giacomo right next to him on his left, then they talked and my bladder was growing by the second, I even started to swing my feet back and forth in front of myself to keep myself from urinating in my chair. If the football players were wondering what I was doing at that time, when they read this they will know.
The day before I gave Giacomo (Ronchi's) their first gift, it was my Jamie Oliver Italian cook book, hahahahaha I know this story is so unreal but its true.
Giacomo then got up, collected the cook book and showed it to Mirko, Mirko looked confused so he called me over to question me, it felt like an interrogation I was asked many questions.
Then ofcoarse Mirko who at that time I stil knew as All Puccino started to warm up to me and started to introduce the football team with their occupations, all I could remember was, that All Puccino was a stunt man for All Puccino and that Bepe was a pimp, it was not really true but I had fun, I laughed so much at Mirko ahhh he was really funny.
Obviously I now loved spending time at Ronchi78, for Giacomo who has been wonderful from day one, Max, Paolo and all the people, for the music and at that time now for Mirko and the football team.
Everytime after that day I really could not wait to get to Ronchi's again, when I was not close to them I really missed them so I was practically always there. When I was visited any other restaurant or any other place I missed them, only when I walked into Ronchi's I did not miss them.
The only problem was was that my first Hotel I stayed in was a really wonderful Hotel but in Maccichinni so I had to take the Metro before 12 every night and many times I would stay at Ronchis past 12 then I either had to take a taxi or a tram back to my hotel, I did not want to take to taxi afte a while anymore it was quite expensive to take a taxi every night and the tram was confusing I got lost all the time.
The one week, Anna went with me to Ronchis and we discussed before the time that I can stay over at her place, so we went to Ronchis and we had fun, then Anna was really tired and told me that she was gong home but I just need to call her when I was outside her apartment so that she could open up for me.
Allora, it was about 2am when I left Ronchi's and got completely lost to her apartment, so I sighed, the streets were empty it was really cold so I decided: "well I dont know where I am so let me walk round and sing." I then walked round and sang out loud dancing too in the empty streets of Center Milan, Picturing myself in a broadway musical, ohhh It was wonderful, suddenly (pause for 5 seconds and hold your breath.....1.......2.........3........4..........5 ..... allora exhale per favore), the scurity guards came, he told me "signora, you sing beautiful, but you cannot sing now, people are sleeping", then I felt a bit sad, so I told him that I was lost and gave him my girlfriend's address.
The security guard was so helpful he was even a tour guide too, he showed me ancient Roman ruins aswell, it was really interesting.
I found my location finally so I tried to phone my friend, unfortunitaly I realised that I had no more call time so it was pointless, my only chioce at that time and that moment was to walk around and sing softly, so I did, I sang and danced in the streets of Milan for another two hours untill the Metro opened and it was really cold but I had so much fun.
The freezing cold did make me think about the homeless and what they would do for heat during Christmas.
I will write about my adventure again soon,
I wish you all a beautiful day filled with love, light and laughter.
Amore Sempre
giovedì 2 dicembre 2010
Very Important....
I rolled around under the blankets in bed this morning, enjoying the warmth and smiling because of absolute comfort.
My mind was open and I was not thinking much, suddenly I was horribly worried, It was cold outside yes and there are people as well as little babies and young children without homes, hoping and wishing for a miracle, for an angel, for any help or just some heat, some people out there are wishing not for Prada under a christams tree, some children and people are wishing just for some heat, just for a christmas tree, just for new socks, so I became very sad and cried accidentally with the thought of this.
I love happy feelings so what would make me happy today was giving and being a miracle for someone.
My plans were organised of what I wanted to do and although I have to attend school the whole day, I organised my time to go tyo China Town and purchase some things in bulk to create parcels to give just to any beggar or homeless person that crosses my path today. For me it is so important, I dont know why.
Like I said in previous posts, do not always want and want to recieve, sometimes giving something to someone without expecting anything in return can create so much magic and happiness in your life.
I always say, do not always want a miracle, rather choose to be a miracle.
I wish you all a beautiful day.....
My mind was open and I was not thinking much, suddenly I was horribly worried, It was cold outside yes and there are people as well as little babies and young children without homes, hoping and wishing for a miracle, for an angel, for any help or just some heat, some people out there are wishing not for Prada under a christams tree, some children and people are wishing just for some heat, just for a christmas tree, just for new socks, so I became very sad and cried accidentally with the thought of this.
I love happy feelings so what would make me happy today was giving and being a miracle for someone.
My plans were organised of what I wanted to do and although I have to attend school the whole day, I organised my time to go tyo China Town and purchase some things in bulk to create parcels to give just to any beggar or homeless person that crosses my path today. For me it is so important, I dont know why.
Like I said in previous posts, do not always want and want to recieve, sometimes giving something to someone without expecting anything in return can create so much magic and happiness in your life.
I always say, do not always want a miracle, rather choose to be a miracle.
I wish you all a beautiful day.....
Understanding 2
I was a bit alarmed last night, it seems that there is a misunderstanding, I read emails last night, some readers assume that I love Ronchi78 the restaurant, the building itself, setting, colours whatever the understanding there may be. Now you might think that I love the Duomo the(church) building too, as well as love this City and Architecture of Milan just because it is pretty to me. Unfortunately everybody has it wrong..
I love Ronchi because of the people, I can not have ever loved Ronchi if it was not for Mirko and Giacomo. Ronchi78 is Mirko and Giacomo, it is their work and personalities, their tastes and their passions. Without them there would be no emplyed staff or guests to fill the rooms with joy, warmth festivity and depth. It is impossible to love solid lifeless things. One can like and desire solid lifeless things but one cannot miss and love solid lifeless things.
The Duomo I love because it is a church, it symbolises God, Christ, Spirit, Saints, Angels, Archangels, Bible stories, I love Christ, heaven has heard my little voice continuously everyday from a very very young age, I can admire the Duomo yet I love the meaning within it, love, patience, peace..... Etc.
I love the City of Milan because I studied the Renaisance in art class, Italian Architecture, although I love Italian Architecture in Rome and everywhere in Italy, I prefer Milan, as you have read I get lost many times so Milan is not too big to get completely lost in, normally I usually find my way back to the Duomo. I love the History and the historical people that created this City, the patience, time as well as passion used to have manifested this beautiful City I find increadible.
I love the Statues, the Saints, I love Angels and Archangels, here you just see symols of them, I admire everything yet I love the deeper meaning of it all.
Please do not confuse this..... I can never just love something solid and lifeless. If I ever had to leave Ronchi78 I would miss the people, I will miss Mirko and Giacomo, let us not think of such evil thoughts.
When I say I love Ronchi78 I mean that I love Ronchi78 unconditionally, meaning that I love Mirko, Giacomo everybody part of Ronchi just as they are, no labels, I love them and accept them just as they are, If Mirko or Giacomo ever comes to me and tells me "Marilette, I killed someone", I would most likely say "oh dear, where must we hide the body", this wont happen I hope, it is just an example, do not stress, hehehehe.
Thank you once again for the emails, I admit I dont properly read through them I mostly browse trough them very quickly, but thank you very much.
I wish you all a magical day and blessings of abundance.
Amore Sempre
Marilette
I love Ronchi because of the people, I can not have ever loved Ronchi if it was not for Mirko and Giacomo. Ronchi78 is Mirko and Giacomo, it is their work and personalities, their tastes and their passions. Without them there would be no emplyed staff or guests to fill the rooms with joy, warmth festivity and depth. It is impossible to love solid lifeless things. One can like and desire solid lifeless things but one cannot miss and love solid lifeless things.
The Duomo I love because it is a church, it symbolises God, Christ, Spirit, Saints, Angels, Archangels, Bible stories, I love Christ, heaven has heard my little voice continuously everyday from a very very young age, I can admire the Duomo yet I love the meaning within it, love, patience, peace..... Etc.
I love the City of Milan because I studied the Renaisance in art class, Italian Architecture, although I love Italian Architecture in Rome and everywhere in Italy, I prefer Milan, as you have read I get lost many times so Milan is not too big to get completely lost in, normally I usually find my way back to the Duomo. I love the History and the historical people that created this City, the patience, time as well as passion used to have manifested this beautiful City I find increadible.
I love the Statues, the Saints, I love Angels and Archangels, here you just see symols of them, I admire everything yet I love the deeper meaning of it all.
Please do not confuse this..... I can never just love something solid and lifeless. If I ever had to leave Ronchi78 I would miss the people, I will miss Mirko and Giacomo, let us not think of such evil thoughts.
When I say I love Ronchi78 I mean that I love Ronchi78 unconditionally, meaning that I love Mirko, Giacomo everybody part of Ronchi just as they are, no labels, I love them and accept them just as they are, If Mirko or Giacomo ever comes to me and tells me "Marilette, I killed someone", I would most likely say "oh dear, where must we hide the body", this wont happen I hope, it is just an example, do not stress, hehehehe.
Thank you once again for the emails, I admit I dont properly read through them I mostly browse trough them very quickly, but thank you very much.
I wish you all a magical day and blessings of abundance.
Amore Sempre
Marilette
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