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My life right now is wave after wave of monotony. And I wondered why there was nothing to really update about 
The opening of Pizzeria Amoroma has required a lot of work and energy. Who knew it would get easier, then harder.
I had to unwrap a good one hundred chairs.
And then move them from the back of the restaurant (same location pictured twice from opposing vantages.)
I managed to line up the front of the house alright. I later had a serving shift where I took more tables than I ever had before! Yay for progress.
A small photo, but an important one. The moleskin, wine key, crumber and pens are my arsenal.
And completely unrelated, apparently there is a shop in San Francisco specializing in party clean up.
It is much easier when there is a photo or two to compliment a posting.
Two months fourteen days.
I don’t think I can explain it, even as it comes.
Ogni cosa ha un sentimento di l’ultima volta. L’ultima volta che vado qui o lì. Per esempio, quando mangio un panino al Biancia’s questo anno per l’ultima volta, io piangerò fino a arriviamo in Italia. In Italia, io scoppio con fuoco preciso. Io provo a non bruciare la campagna d’Italia.
