Everything - but one annoying awkward abomitable heavy hutch - was moved in, thanks to an amazing crew of pals. So it was time to celebrate. K & J, fresh off a week from the beach, came by to see the new place, and me and H & D. We popped open a bottle of champagne, I gave the four-minute grand tour, and then we headed out for dinner.
As we approached the monument in the park, I was gushing about loving my new neighborhoo... CRASH! I'd stepped on a drainage grate in the sidewalk and it collapsed in two, my leg plunging deep into the annals of Baltimore city. I was scraped up a little, but mostly bummed because I got some blood on my white dress. Thank goodness for the Tide Pen!
We dined at Sotta Sopra. I hadn't been there since I wrote for The Sun some years ago, and editors eager to expense a delicious dinner were happy to take me. Usually I don't get excited about going out for italian becuase I was raised on homemade pasta and fresh spaghetti. But the food we had here was spectacular - I had gorgonzola gnocci with bolognese which was interesting and delicious, but too rich to be an entire entree. Other highlights on the table included the calamari, a duck ravioli dish in a wine reduction, and papardelle with tomato sauce and smoked mozzerella.
Can't wait to explore more culinary delights in my new neighborhood...
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