We’re celebrating a good friend’s birthday tonight. At an Italian restaurant. In Boston’s North End.
Again.
I don’t want to say that this particular friend is in a rut, but…
Lei è in una carreggiata!
This would probably bother me a lot less if I enjoyed Italian food a little more. I’m one of those rare individuals who’s just not into pasta.
It’s just so filling to me; I can only handle a couple of fork fulls, and I’m done. That’s why I only eat it a few times a year…and I can always count on her birthday being one of ‘em.
Don’t get me wrong — I think it’s great that she knows what she likes. But can’t she shake it up a little — just once — on her big day? Celebrate the passing years by trying something new…or just something different?
Luckily tonight, there is a unique distraction. As I eat Italian food yet again, I will be able to turn my attention away from the dread pasta and toward dessert, ’cause it just so happens to be… National Spumoni Day!!
I can easily get behind ice cream….especially spumoni, with its multiple colors, fruit and candy. Nary a noodle in sight! (We should always get together for her birthday a few days early.)
But my friend doesn’t need to know.
It is her big day, after all.
