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Showing posts with label little italy. Show all posts

April 07, 2009

COFFEE BREAK


piping hot & cold

while walking around little italy, we found a chic cafe to take a break in. we wanted the table by the window, but there were two ladies who took forever to leave the spot. i think we went around the block three times before we finally saw the table vacant. sheesh...

anyway, the wait paid off. look at how glorious the beautiful the sun was shining at the cafe...

we love the window of caffé roma!

iced coffee latté for buko, hot choco for ichigo, and capuccino for mr. roboto.

i prefer italian pastries over french ones. the rainbow-colored cookie is divine! i wish i asked what it was.

mr. roboto: "go ahead, make my day."

'chairs' by mr. roboto

ichigo: "let's order more cookies, mom!"
buko: "ask your dad."
ichigo: *afraid*

moments at the corner cafe

chillin' like villains
bbb... bad to the bone!
i love this photo that my husband took of aryanna. she looks badass with those shades, her pose, along with the magnum gun and muscle man posters in the background. this snap was taken a few streets from the cafe.

on ichigo: oakley sunglasses (borrowed from dad), topshop 'plastic toys need hugs too' t-shirt, viktor jeans, zara scarf, fingerless glove (freebie), converse red chucks, mbmj bag, and cat plushie.

beware of the cookie bandit
on buko: dior round sunnies, topshop oversize tee, american apparel leggings, fingerless gloves from giordano concepts, and boots bought in hong kong.


April 06, 2009

LITTLE ITALY, BIG APPETITE


molto buono!


when in new york, go italian!


giovanna's

we love italian bread baskets, and the secret to a good one is salty butter!

aryanna ordered lasagna. her verdict: "too much sauce, too little beef, but swimming in cheese-- that's a good thing!"

tom and i shared a quattro formaggi pizza. our verdict: "it was good, but we made it better by adding aryanna's overflowing lasagna sauce to it.

burnt bubble marks on the pizzas are good.

mr. roboto: "italian beer is best served, over and over, and over..."

mr. roboto: "nothing comes between me and my bira amoretti."

serious...

taking our gloves off before eating

giovanna's at mulberry st.


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