Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Pietro e Giannetta a San Francisco

March 10, 2010 -  San Francisco

Here we are and here we have been for 3 whole weeks - hardly seems possible.   I've put a calendar on the kitchen counter so that we can keep track of our busy schedule.  
This AM I bought tickets for Pete, my brother, my niece and me to a documentary we'll go to next week - "Playland at the Beach."    There must be hundreds of San Franciscans who grew up at Playland and are as excited as I am to see this film as the 7:00 showing is sold out.   On Sunday afternoons my father, arriving home 3 hours later than he'd promised asked "where would you like to go this afternoon?"   I always chose Playland  - the best cotton candy, the laughing lady, the l-o-n-g slides in the fun house...we sat on gunny sacks to gather more speed as we flew down the slide which ran from the top floor of the funhouse to the 1st level at a very steep pitch.   When I was too little to go on the "real" rides my mother put me in a little car that was attached to a track.  The cars moved very slowly around a small circle.  I FELL out of the car and cut my lip on the track...so much for safe rides designed for small children.
We've had some good times with our family:   a late dinner (9:00) at a terrific up-scale SF hip restaurant on Market St. last Saturday night to celebrate the birthdays of Charlotte (14!) and her close friend, Bianca, also 14.  Both families and Pete and I made 10 of us...Rosie was at a friend's.  
On March 3rd Pete and I joined in for pizza at Alison and Matt's house in Oakland where 8 small people (2 and 3 year olds) and their mommys and some daddys and a few baby brothers and baby sister sang happy birthday to Max.  It was great.  Max,  slightly overwhelmed by all those kids playing with HIS toys,  took himself into his room and closed his door and stayed there for about 5 minutes...then he emerged re-energized happy to be the birthday boy again.    I was impressed that there were no grown-ups involved in this...he's a sturdy little guy.
I'm worried I will loose the Italian I gained in Rome so I am taking 1 group class/week and another class with 1 other woman.  My teacher, Pia, is good.  I met her a number of years ago and have kept in touch.   One nice advantage is that both classes are very close to Suzie - I can walk to both classes  which are in the homes of her students here in Noe Valley.     
Re. Italian:  I'm making pasta!   I started a few weeks ago making it completely by hand and it was not very good...I'd made a spinach/ricotta ravioli.  I was talking about making pasta in my Italian class and Pia sent me an email offering me her pasta maker that her x-husband had purchased before he bought the BIG industrial one!    Now I have a wonderful Italian pasta maker...I make the dough and run it through the pasta maker..  The pasta I made 2 nights ago was perfect - thin and tasty.    Charlotte helped by running the sheets through the various cutting slots making a kind of angel hair pasta and a tagliatelli.  I'll send it home to myself when we leave SF in 3 weeks.
Time to get ready for another day in SF.  It's sunny but not very warm.

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