X things to know about Rome

Rome is a city of ruins, churches and baroc squares. the guides also speak about Vatican, Fontana din Trevi and other two, three maybe ten big touristic attractions. Thousands of other little things can make a trip to Rome richer.
Walking around the city. Rome is big for thousands of years. As the old romans, you could have a walk near the Imperial Fora, starting from the Colosseum and Constantine's Arch, to climb, then, the hill to Domitian's Imperial Palace. Look at the Circus Maximus. An amazing panorama! Don't forget about Via Appia Antica. So beautiful, by sunset!
Rome is the Vespa city but it's more beautiful if you see it by bike. With only 11 euro, uou can rent one for an entire day (more on http://www.ecomoverent.com/) and you can go from downtown to the outskirts, on the Tiber's banks.
No need to talk about the big piazzas, they are in all the guides. My favourite is Piazza di Spagna. The little squares, though, have a special scent. On my list: Campo dei Fiori, downtown, near Piazza Navona, from where, on a very narrow street you can get to Piazza del Fico.(now in refurbishments)

In that area too is Piazza di Pasquino, where you could go by day, to read what are the roman citizens complaints. For five hundred years, people come here to tell what bothers them, in verses or prose, on little notes called pasquinade which they attach to a statue. Conceived in the roman dialect, the little tirades generally attack the Pope and the governants.
Coffee, coffee and coffee again. Tip: if you drink it for the daily caffeine dose, you better ask for it at the bar. A ristretto vanishes in two seconds on the addicted's throat, so no need to pay almost the double price, just to sit at a table. Attention: the romans are drinking cappuccino only in the morning, so don't ask for it at noon or worse, in the evening. I am not claiming you won't be served, but in Rome we behave like romans, no? Ask for a cornetto near the coffee. Or for some aragostine ( filled with Nutella). For a richer sensation, I fully recommend the sorchette. They can be found near Porta Pia. The translation is vulgar, the pleasure not. A puffy dough with a chocolate and cream icing on top, the sorchette are famous around the students that spend the weekend nights in the clubs near Porta Pia. It is a real custom that before they go home, they fill themselves with these goodies, from the la Lambiase. A proof: the dozens of cars parked near the building.
(Lambiase Antonio Laboratorio Pasticceria Via Cernaia 49 A, Roma)
Rome is the city of angels. On the walls, on a bridge that is only theirs (Ponte degli Angeli), in the churches, everywhere you can see the beautiful creatures that are watching upon us.
Caravaggio without a cue. Possible! Just go to the Saint-Louis des Français church, between the Pantheon and Piazza Navona. Three works of Caravaggio, all consacrated to Saint Matthew cand be admired in the chapel that bears the same name.
You can discover another Rome if you go to EUR, the quarter the fascists built in the 30's. Few tourist know about it, but, if you have time, you can go there to see how the architects of the early XX century saw things, then. If you get there, you could see the Collosseum in a square variant.
At table: waiters in Rome are generally rude, so don't take it personally! You cannot leave Rome if you haven't tasted the Italian wines . If you want to try something not so expensive, go to the Enoteca Cul de Sac (73, Piazza Pasquino) and wait for a free table. To the ladies, I recommend a Braccheto d’Acquim, because it is sweet, bubbly, and not so alcoholic. The enoteca menu consists of hundreds of wines from all over Italy.

full article in Romanian here, in Timeout Bucharest.
all this wouldn't have been possible without Silvana, Andrea, Dana and Poliana. Mille grazie a tutti!

glamour at the HM

unexpected!

The fall collection has some Roberto Cavalli in it. Much, in fact. OK, Rome not, but Budapest or Vienna shops can open the doors for me. I'm just looking, of course!

after November the 8th.

HM blog!

home alone!

one good thing to do, since you are living on your own/ home alone, pick what you like most from the muesly jar. Then what you like most from what was left. And then again!

Me-> first: nuts. then seeds. then corn flakes( not healthy at all, but what the hell?).

The rest will be drownd into soya/rice milk with a fresh apple or the raspberries that occupy my freezer.

soup anyone?

Time has come to talk about soups. Outside it's so cold that only a hot tea, a soup, a warm wine or a tzuica (for those who are strong) could bring life into Bucharesters stuck into communist blocks. Mine is made of bricks, but I still have to open the window, during day, so the sun warms a little the house or I can put a blanket over the duvet
Back to the soup, so.
I've been eating a lot, during my childhood. Won't talk too much about the chicken soup with little grease circles on the surface that I tried to unify until mom or dad caught me and ordered to finish what was in the plate before it gets cold, the cherry soup or the garlic one, the supă de răzăluşi that only Gorgeoux (her article on good mushroom soups in Bucharest cand be found here)could translate, the asparagus soup I ate though I've never seen an asparagus until then...it was a soup bag granny got from Germany...and the hundreds of soups mom invented, since she is the kitchen fairy, not me.
Soups in Bucharest restaurants are hard to remember. Still have to go with Clitemnestra at Festival 39 to see what's with that maracuja soup in the menu, still have to send somebody to IKEA to get me some rose hip soup. Until then, with a good blender at home, long live Philips, I made the creamiest soups on this planet, with flavours you can't even imagine that can be mixed in a plate. Cinnamon in soup? why not! And this is where I remember the apple soup my mother ceased to make, since nobody in the house liked it.
I was talking about restaurants, for God's sake!
Tomato soups. Few are the ones that I like. A tomato soup has to be sweet, I am sorry:) My friend Diana was of great help, in our university years, when she asked the waiter: please, bring some sugar for my friend's tomato soup. She is from Transsylvania. All these words with an almost ashamed tone. She's from the country. Come on! See the best tomato soup I had until now, at a restaurant that doesn't exist anymore. Or it was sweet because I had it at a dinner with Ambassador Rosapepe? Sweet, creamy, and very consistent! Even if the waiter added pepper with such a liberal gesture, as if the whole Universe needed the black powder at that moment, it was a real pleasant discovery for my tastebuds.
Then comes the tomato soup at le Chocolat, even if it's too greasy (might be my own problem with fat stuff but hey, its healthier this way!). Don't ask for the onion soup here, unless you like puting your hands into the mouth. He who has discovered the polite way to eat a soup that has a huge island of melted cheese on a piece of bread that is floating on the soup surface, please comment and teach.
Then the soups at the Mystic tree [Mystic Tree- Bucuresti, Str. Mantuleasa nr.8. Reservations 0721.077.600 ]. Too bad they are not always fresh. You have to taste the garlic soup here! What a taste!
And what a look! But this for the beans soup at the Szekely Vendeglo [Bucuresti. 76, str. Jean Louis Calderon. Reservations 021. 210. 30. 08]. A soup that is served in a flat plate, for the cook puts it into a round, pumpkin like, home bread. See the picture on the Metropotam.
Enough with soups. Too much soup enlarges the stomach, I heard..

come on!

searching the internet for an article I have to write on internet myths and so on, I found that there are people proud with being keen on shopping (yeah, I have money and I spend!), getting out(Yeah, my parents give me money, I don't work, I get out), wine tasting (Yeah, I drink,m I like buzz!- for none of them is specialised in wines, knows regions and stuff) and so on...
Come on and come on!
books, movies, theatre, dance, ballet, opera died???
shopping?
Come on, again!

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