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Bonjour! I'm a foodie artist located in San Francisco. I savor the small pleasures in life, mainly delectable noms. I love slowing down to take notice of detail, delighting in what is often easy to rush habitually through. I live Mindfully.

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memory lane + yummy yummy tortellini May 23, 2010by amandaAdd Comment

I had the best Italian dish of my life today. Pompilio’s in Newport, KY has been there…foreverish (1933) or at least long enough for my Mom to remember ordering 39 cent pasta while her Dad went through five baskets of free bread. This restaurant visit occurred because today my Mom and I drove around with my Nana through Covington, Newport, Bellevue, and Southgate to see where she grew up. We started out at Reality Tuesday and ate some godly pastries (a blueberry danish and raspberry white chocolate scone), and some drinks…I got a coconut, almond latte – it was strong, but holy hell did I need it after this weekend (ohhh this weekend mahahe). Anyway, back to the Italian – if you haven’t been over the river to this comfy, laid back icon of Italian goodness with its fresh ingredients then you are missing out. In fact, this place wins over Olive Garden and I’ll even go as far to say it beats the upscale Maggiano’s (in Kenwood). I ordered the Chicken and Cheese Tortellini San Luci - Sautéed chicken with garlic, sun-dried tomato and artichoke cream sauce. SOO good, and guess what…I didn’t have to ask for extra sauce!! I always have to ask for extra sauce with my pasta so it was bizarrely satisfying to be served noodles drenched in plenty of creamy goodness, no bothering the waitress with my sauce fetish.

My Mom and Nana split the Lasagna…which also looked tantalizing.

So overall our day trip through my Nana’s Kentucky was a lot of fun. I won’t type up all of the details…mainly because I’m sure it doesn’t interest many of you and because I would have to refer to my Mom’s notes, which I am too lazy to do. Mainly, I learned that my Nana’s family moved a LOT and that for the most part, the whole family (aunts and uncles and grandmas and grandpas) all lived within a close vicinity or even in the same house. Also, she had to walk a lot, to the dentist for example, and she roller skated all over her neighborhood, learned everyone’s name on her street, teased bus drivers with her friends, hung out outside of bakeries, and had what I view as an awesome small town childhood in Southgate. This is when we revisted my Grammie’s house (my great great grandma who passed away a while ago). I remember going here as a kid but of course then it seemed like a five hour drive to get there when in fact it is right around the corner from Newport. This house though, is a place of so many memories – coke fizzes, a green carpeted porch, stone flower beds, gumdrops, ice cream sundaes, toy trains, a swing glider, and a scary upstairs bathroom. I loved visiting Grammie – it was a retreat for all of us and as a little girl, it became a house both haunted and magical with it’s heady perfume scent, empty bedrooms, and porcelain figurines. Not to mention Grammie herself, the woman who gave me my sweet tooth, like a queen bestowing knighthood, she fed me sugar in all ways possible – drinks, food, ice cream and love (hehe I’m being corny).

One last thing I want to mention is the apartment where my Nana lived for a little while (she was an Eastside snob :p ). It’s a few blocks from Newport on the Levee and it is gorgeous. I want to live here!

Finally, one more last thing, an update about school and such -

I’m excited about the DAAP Slapped music video.

This summer, I’M GOING TO L.A.!!!!

the end.