#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney There really isn’t much better than a surprise afternoon aperol spritz.
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney it must have taken a lot of ...practice to be able to hold a poker face to that
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney I laughed out loud more than I ought to have.
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@georgepenney it must have taken a lot of ...practice to be able to hold a poker face to that
@virtulis He didn't even blink... amazing facial control
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@georgepenney I laughed out loud more than I ought to have.
@robini71 so did I!
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney Is Far North olive oil still there?
I used to buy Far North up here in Seattle (area) all the time, but it vanished during and after the pandemic. It was good.
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney George: you anonymously helped inspire a post. (No, I've never seen you discuss toaster repair, but you were the flaneur I had in mind.) https://c.im/@msbellows/116154466192164612
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney I have nothing to add to this conversation but big jucy delicious balls... And i am not even talking about the other kind you know... I hope that food was good.
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@robini71 so did I!
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#Spotted at a recent Italian Festival in Aotearoa New Zealand:
Two jolly women (70s?) are leisurely doing an olive oil tasting.
Laughing and comparing notes.
Do they like the chili flavour?
The lemon? Hmm.
Maybe both.
They wander off arm-in-arm, debating the merits of an afternoon Aperol Spritz.In a marquee behind a food truck: A whistling man (60s?) is wielding a wooden spoon, stirring sauces in big no-nonsense pots.
Every now and then his son calls from the food truck: "How's it goin' back there Papa?"
Whistling Man replies: "Can't rush. It'll be ready when it's ready!"A woman (60s?) says to her poker-faced parter: "What I really fancy is some balls. Big balls. I dunno what they're called, but I really want some of those REALLY BIG DELICIOUS juicy balls."
Both later seen sitting beneath a shady tree, happily chomping on a couple of arancini.At a pizza stand, a tiny human (2?) is holding her hands up in the air: "Up Dad! Up!"
Dad picks her up.
Tiny Human considers her situation.
Hmm. Nope.
"Down Dad down!"
Indecisive Tiny Human gets put down and then frowns. Hmmm Nope.
"Up Dad up!"Two men (50s?) are both motoring side-by-side towards the festival on vintage Vespas. Grinning at each other as they come to a stop not far from the local Italian Club.
Any typos spotted in this post are very much looking forward to eating the take-home arancini they purchased at a recent Italian festival. They are rather big and juicy balls.
@georgepenney
I love food that can’t be rushed. -
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