we ate the easter bunny...

So monday was the official welcome dinner at the bosses house in Faenza. James and I rode into town so we could spin our legs a little after a long weekend, Igor picked up some brews although we had Margaritas thanks to Bartender Jonathan and Eliza. Michele (which is pronounced mee kay lay) and Monica, soon to be wed, hosted the shin dig and preped some amazing grub. Leek, potato, and olive creamed soup, rabbit with radiccio and red oinons. TASTY! Loads of wine, and lemon gelato mixed with vodka for dessert - try it, you cant go wrong!

This is a shot of the view outside their amazing flat, third story just a block off the main piaza, full moon in the background. A little blurry but that makes it more romantic right?




thats bunny.


In other news I have decided to take a ton of pictures of cool looking and or staged bikes and dedicate them to my hommies back in the US as I see fit. This one is for my Friend Boozy the Clown, aka Brian Bogan, aka Just Bogan...and if you know the man, you know how much he loves the song Wagonwheel. This one is for him...

here's a link to the song, and despite it bringing back difficult memories of bad cover bands playing at beer fests all over colorado, the video at least features some suicide girls dancing. wagonwheel.


The other photo mission I am on while here is for unique or different bathrooms, well just for the Freudian sake of it I suppose, and for Taint-Boy to have something to mumble commentary about when he reads the blog way earlier than any of you. Here are a couple that I had the pleasure of meeting last weekend. the cave in Fierenze and the black and white tiled number from Clan Destino, our favorite Italian hipster hot spot. Its considered a "turkish" toilet, and I have been warned to stand back if you have flush after making boom boom. The shower nozle in the upper right hand corner is for bad aim...



Dont forget to flush...
S.